Title says all; I have no freedom to do what I want in my household under my mom’s rules.
I’m 14. I want to be able to go outside with friends. With a narrow minded mother like mine, I’m hoping to show her the world isn’t as criminal as she makes it out to be… and it is safe to go outside.

I’m not naive, but it’s not right to censor all of the world from me. What if I want to be what she doesn’t want me to be most? I’m sorry mom, but I want to live my life for me, not you. I’m sorry for not being the little Christian happy dress – wearing girl you always wanted, but rather being myself.

I’m going to get out of the shell you put me in one day. Rebelling is the only option I have left to make you understand at least a little how badly I want my own freedoms. Wish me luck… 21 months ago