5. My life is ruined
I remember one time when my dad and I had a great time. We were joking, having fun, and a lot of times we just got over and sat at a cafeteria, and making fun of people. But a lot of things changed over the past few years. I don’t know what it was, but things changed, and instead of laughing all the time, we start screaming at each other. He wanted me to be perfect, with good grades, and he wants me to look like a girl. He said to me and my sisters that we were special, because we wasn’t thinking about getting new clothes all the time, or go out with boys, or go in city every day. And now, the only thing we fight about is why I’m not normal like every girl in the world. I’m 15, and I still don’t want clothes, I still don’t want to go out with boys, I still don’t want to go down the centrum everyday.
“Why don’t you do like every girl do? Why do you like boy-stuff? Why do you even train your muscles? That’s something boys do. Why don’t you clean up your room? I think you are the only girl in the world that is so dirty.” He says to me.
I really like sport, but he mean that its something boys do, and that’s way he never let me play it. I was so good, when I was young, and I think that I could have been better, if he let me. But he didn’t. I’m still good at sport, but my Kondi sucks. Nobody has ever helped me getting something I want.
He just doesn’t understand, nobody will ever understand me.
I cant describe my feelings with words.
He gave me everything…. And at the same time, he took the most important, for his own good, and for his proud, and now, I’m nothing…. I’m never gonna be something.