Mum, I love you, but I need to get this off my chest. I’m not happy & although you’re not the only reason, you’re one of the existing factors. You’re sometimes mean & cruel, never physically, but verbally. I guess you think its just a joke & that poking a bit of fun at me can do no harm, but in reality? It hurts, a lot! What hurts the most is when you talk about me to people, when I’m standing right there. It doesn’t help that you’re very controlling of me. I don’t want this to sound harsh, its not meant to be, but i really wish you’d just take the time to listen to why i have to say, & maybe even pay some attention to me, rather than what I’m doing wrong. Once again, I love you.