When there's a mistake...go with it..because it's a gift
I've realized over the past few weeks...that she really doesn't like me anymore
And I say anymore..because I'm convinced she used to...
She's is constantly speaking of her. How great she is. How funny and smart and talented and cute and how everything she is.
Constantly telling me how annoying I am
"You so annoying. Stop being annoying, you don't need any practice...you've perfected that already Katy."
Always saying how heavy I am, how I need to get in shape..how I need to lose weight
"Katy, you don't look good in that outfit. Why don't you get off your lazy ass and workout sometimes...God."
But then...if I make a comment about my weight...
"Katy...you aren't heavy, you're perfect the way you are."
Telling me who I can and can't talk to...who my friends are
"I don't want you talking to that boy..."
"But...I like him...I really do. You've met him..he's nice."
"No Katy...you can't see him. You can't talk to him. Do, and..you'll have a consequence of some kind."
"You can't be friends with her..I won't allow it."
Telling me that privacy is a priveledge. That if I want privacy of any kind in my life, that it will limit anything else of mine...like my cell phone and my computer and anything else she can think of to take away.
She's psychotic...she really is. And I don't care what you say, I can't wait to get out of here...
But...that will never be enough...I won't see her everyday...but she'll still be right there..on my shoulder..in the back of my head...calling on the phone...there on the holidays. I won't be able to get away from her.
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