Why?

Why?
Why do you feel the need to point out my flaws.
Yes.
I know I am not perfect.
I don't need you to remind me.
I know I screw up sometimes.
I know I don't always say the right things.
So why?
Why do you feel the need to look at me as a burden.
As a waste of time, as well as space.
I don't need that from you.
I need you to love me for who I am.
Who I am trying to be.
Why can't you be the mother that accepts me and my flaws?
Why?

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[katsmeow]

The deepest cuts, the deepest bruises come from trying desperately to please parents who never will be pleased.