The fact that your parents are the ones who decide your next mood has become a total nightmare for me. A nightmare which has been hard to bear on my shoulder these last few weeks, the way they usually express themselves towards me for simply having a social life and making my own decisions, it becomes uncomfortable, it becomes something rude that I have to live day after day, taking my decisions based on what my mother or father will say, really... Can you live a whole life like this, with fear and frustrations for not being the person they want me to be?
Even though these have been difficult days, I have had days where I feel happy and fulfilled by the new people around me. People full of good vibes, people who enlighten me with just their presence and make me feel at home. I am being listened to, I am learning to listen too, I have always said that when two wonderful people get together, the world explodes from the great power they can have, it is very nice, it feels amazing to have someone by your side who motivates you to move forward, who motivates you to be better every day.
I can firmly say that the month of October began in a way that I did not expect, sentimentally my heart decided to open up, decided to trust again, leave fear aside and give all my love again. I had an outing where without a doubt, everything went excellent, that night I met new people that I did not even imagine that days later, they would become something important to me. The impact they created, the arms they gave me, the comfortable hands of trust that I did not hesitate for a second to accept. They became that home to which I decide to flee when everything with my parents is bad, that place where I decide to escape to free my mind from negative thoughts, only surrounding myself with positivity and the desire to shine. There are 5 days left for the month to end and I know it will end in the best way, that I will be with the best company, ready to move forward, dodging the storm.
They say that he who seeks finds and today I was able to confirm that it is true. I was sitting in my living room helping my mother set up her cell phone when I started snooping on her conversations with my stepfather, a really bad decision. My stepfather was telling her to stop taking care of me, that I'm old enough to do it, that just as I'm good at making decisions about my life, she should also do it at home. My annoyance is not that he said that to my mother, my annoyance is his demanding attitude of wanting to manipulate, to have control of everything, family control, economic control, the power went to his head and that is leading to a controversy at home that never used to happen. My reaction when I read that disgrace immediately was to go up to my room, lock myself in my four walls ready to cry, it is a situation that blinds me, it stops me from being who I truly am, to see how a person who says he loves you so much can come with his threats without caring about hurting you, take everything away, take away your quality of life, deny you money, leave you like a fish sailing in the open sea without knowing where to go or what to do.
I am at a loss for words at the moment, as I did not expect anything of what happened today. Even though I am wrapped around the shoulders of my friends and my partner, it is not nice to come home and feel so much tension and frustration. How did everything collapse from one moment to the next? You manage to understand that the fault is no longer yours, that you have no hands to be able to fix the matter, that no matter who is the person who accompanies you, the situation is beyond repair. I look at myself in the mirror and start thinking, if it is time to leave home, time to leave the people who were with me 21 years day after day and start to become independent, start looking for a dream. A dream ready to achieve.
Another part of me does not want to give up easily, does not want to simply throw in the towel and give the reason to those who claim to be right. To put my hand in the matter, to place those fair and necessary limits for me, to make it clear that I also have a value and I have the right to demand what I deserve to be given to me. Speak honestly, cry if necessary, without wanting to cause any kind of pity, just venting. Why with my friends I stopped shutting up and with my parents I still find it hard to talk? The answer is simple: Fear. The fear of not succeeding, the fear that they will misinterpret my feelings and make a complete mockery of them, a fear that has to end, that it is time to leave that insecurity behind, because if not, years will pass and I will continue to regret.
I hope I can continue to have those wonderful arms that cradle me in my sadness, those arms that give me the support to not give up in the face of adversity. Laughing with my friends, enjoying the company of my cat, talking with my sister about the frustration I feel. It is here when I realize that I must not let go of the rope, that I have people willing to support me no matter what my decision is, that I will continue to shine, I will continue to move forward firmly, because I know that in a few months, I will be grateful for having stood up.