Me, Mom and Dad

Me, 5 yo

I love my Mom, I adore my Dad.

Mom always look pretty with the red lipstick on her lip and her bags are amazing! I would love to walk on her shoes and borrow her bag to show it to my friends. She can cook really good. I wish I could do it. Sometimes I’m helping her with the chopping or pealing in the kitchen. She doesn’t really like it when I play with her knife, cause she doesn’t want me to get cut and bleed. She’s always protecting me.

Dad is really cool. He can fix eeverything. He can do something that Mom can’t do. He never scared of animals, lizard on the wall nor the wild rat. He’s so tall and strong. He can lift me up till I almost hit the ceiling. I really like it. He’s always make me laugh whenever he comes home from work. He’s never tired.

I cannot live a day without Mom and Dad.

Me, 13 yo

I think my parents don’t like me. Maybe I was adopted.

Mom never trusted me. She’s always asking where am I, who am I with. I was just spending time at school. I don’t wanna be such nerd students who’s always go home straight away from the last class. I like to hang out on the school terrace, watching the seniors playing basketball, chatting with the girls. Singing the new songs on MTV and discussing the last episode of our favorite TV shows. Can’t Mom understand that? And why brother can go home later than me? Why Mom always comparing me to him. He never did that, He’s always like that. I think she loves him more than me.

Dad is so old fashioned! Why can’t he give me permission to go to the movies with my friends?? Why can’t I join the girls to sleep over at her house? Why? Why can’t he act as cool as her parents? Or her parents? She can go wherever she wants to go. She has a boyfriend already, and she can bring her boyfriend home, she introduces him to the whole family. Her parents are so cool. Unlike mine. I feel so embarrassed that I can’t join them again today to watch the basket ball match in the stadium on weekend. He just want me to feel so. He doesn’t want me to be happy.

I wish I wasn’t born in this family.

Me, 17 yo

My parents are from Mars

Mom is always judging. She blames all of my friends including their parents for my change of behavior. I never changed. I’m just growing up. She thinks I didn’t know that she was a bad girl. Come on Mom, give me a break. Let me go clubbing. I won’t drink. I just like to enjoy the music, dancing with the girls. And ya of course, I like it if the guys see me like a grown up woman. And please stop telling me that my skirt is too short or my shirts is too tight. I like to dress like this. I feel so mature. I’m not your little doll anymore. I know you’re older than me but doesn’t mean that you know better. You don’t even know the latest fashion. And please, Mom, understand that if I’m borrowing something from my friends or the other way around, its normal. Everybody does that.

Dad, you’re rich but how come you don’t want to buy me a cell phone? Most of my friends have it. I’m the only one who still using the land line. I need privacy Dad. I don’t want you to answer all the calls for me and ask their names first. We don’t do that anymore. I have my ID already and I can vote on the next election. I’m responsible enough for the cell phone. Ok, I’m sorry for the last month phone bill, it wont happen again. But please.. buy me a cell phone. I promise will have better marks next semester.

And Dad, can you stop staring at him like that? He wont get me pregnant. He is just dating me. So what if he takes me home from school? So what if his parents gave him a nice car? Doesn’t mean that he is a bad boy. Just trust me. You need to know that it’s normal for girls in my age to date a guy.

What’s wrong with you guys???

Me, present time

I love you Mom and Dad, but this is my way

Mom, I love you from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for always be there for me. Even though now we live far away from each other. You know that I always miss you. Miss your food. Miss everything at home. Even I miss the scent of the softener you put to wash our clothes. I cannot express how happy and lucky I am to be your daughter. And all the things you have been sharing to me, teaching me to be a good person in the future. We had so many arguments along the way. But we’re always ended up praying for each other, coz we both know that we cannot live without each other. Thank you for defending me, my feelings and my will in front of Dad. We both know that he’s always been the strong man, the leader, the rule maker in the family. What we should do now? I don’t have any guts to fight with him. I love him too, but please tell him to understand that I’m not his little girl anymore. I chose him, Mom. You know I will be happy with him. Why can’t he see it?

And Dad, you know exactly how I am. I have this from you. This persistent and stubborn attitude. That’s why we keep fighting for the same thing, but different version. Our thoughts, point of view. You think you wanna protect me, you are not protecting me Dad. You’re hurting me by saying I’m hurting you. I never wanted to hurt you. I just want you to understand, that I’m making my own decisions now. I know what I’m doing, and please just trust me. Please let me live my life. You will always be favorite man. No one will ever take your place. Please don’t hate him, accept him. One day he will be like you to my children. I know it’s hurting both of us. I’m fine with not talking about it. Whenever I go home, let’s just enjoy our time. And see what’s gonna happen next. One thing for sure, I love you.

It's time for me to have my own life...