Something bad
Nothing is going to change in this matter. My mother still wants to control my life and forgets that first number in my age is 2 not 1. Our conflict is getting bigger and bigger. The more I'm trying to become independent the more she is getting possessive. The more time I spent with my girlfriend the more my mum hates her. And the conflict keeps growing. All she wants is good. All I want is bad. I want to be a surgeon- she wants me to be an anesthesiologist. And it doesn't matter that it's my life. She knows better. But I keep telling myself that only one year is left and I'll leave this place. And all problems will end. She thinks that I need her to live. She thinks I'm not ready (and probably will never be) to have own life. But she forgets about my staying abroad in the past. I loved that time. Finally I was free. Mother's love is lethal!!!On Wednesday I will know the place where I'll be working for next 13 months. Need to prepare for it. My last long holiday is ending...
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posted by Omar at
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