Mareyuez

I have been molded to be a certain way. I was a child. I was happy. Or at least I thought I was. It was when I realized, that I was never allowed to be myself. I couldn’t be myself without their judgments. Their criticisms. I was a child and I thought it was okay to be treated this way. I lost my sense of self and happiness.

How can they purposely hinder your confidence? Hinder your potential? Break you to the point where you believe to be unfixable?

I’m just a wilted flower that’s continuously been stepped on.

Damn sorry for being in your way.

I was never your daughter.

You don’t treat daughters this way.