Why do all the other people in theater get flowers for recognition? Some kid who was an extra got flower. Why is that I get the lead role and my mother just picks me up. No flowers, no support, no recognition, no hint of her being proud. Why are people so lucky to have such wonderful parents. Why does my mother yell at me for the dumbest s***. Why does she expose me when I ask her not to. Why does she make me want to cry or yell every day?
If you love your parents or adult at home…tell them you love them. It’s something I am never able to do. If you love their parents, spend more time with them. There are times you think they don’t understand, there are times you disagree, but if your parent does the little things to make you happy, don’t let them go. Love them. Love the parent I can’t have.
