Now to start:
I wish I was as friendly and positive as my oldest sister. I wish I was as pretty and smart and spiritual and tall as my second oldest sister. I wish I was as strong and sure and useful and beautiful and sincere as my third oldest sister. I wish I had as good of grades as my little sister. I wish I was as funny as my two oldest brothers, I also wish I knew how to work on cars and houses as well as they do. I wish I could be all of them combined. Don't get me wrong, none of them are perfect, but the way my mom lays into me every time I 'highly disappoint' her, you'd think they were all angels not yet passed through the veil for the first time. I wish I could be the perfect daughter, sister, and friend.I wish I didn't feel like dirt every time I talk to my mom. I wish I could be everything everyone else wants me to be. I wish I could be my mom's angel not every 'disappointing' her again. I know what my counselor would say, "Your life is not your mother's life, only you can control it."
See the thing is, I want to dance, more than anything in the world. After 'talking' with my mom yesterday, I was pulled out of my ballroom class. I was told to limit social time to when I need help on homework. I never need help on homework. If I don't know how to do it, chances are no one else got how to do it either. I'm not bragging, but I get things a lot easier than most people. I'm the one most of my peers go to for help.
I wish I was someone else. Someone perfect. I'm sorry mom.
