The more things change, the more they stay the same.

[theaterchick07]

Every time we see each other it is a fight. A fight over the same thing. I can't stand her when she makes me feel like this. She needs to get over it. It is not a problem, it does not hinder me, and boys do not break up with me because of this. She things I'm flawed. She thinks I take no pride in anything I do or who I am. Why can't she see that I am happy? That I do take pride. I'm smart, I belong to things/clubs/organizations, people like me.
She critcizes everything I do: the way I walk, the way I talk, how I do my hair, how I sit, stand, and everything is never good enough.

Love you all...