Wee hours in the morning, and I'm listening to Gerard breathe gently over the phone knowing he has to wake in another 3 hours or so for work. I am 3 days away from the first exam of my uni life and something in me isn't working quite right because I am not panicking - confidence or being lackluster, it is too early for my brain to function now.
Sometimes people do things because they care, because they want you to have a better life. Or sometimes they just want to exert their authority on you because they can. I am really hoping what you did wasn't the latter because it sure felt like you imposed it on me just because you can. I am a big girl now, let me make my own mistakes. It's my young adult years, let me have it. You need to learn to let go, Daddy. I'm not gonna be your little girl always. As horrible and nasty as this may sound, I am going to do things you don't like - I will kiss the boy you disapprove of, may even lose my virginity to him, I'll come back with tattoos and we won't see eye to eye. But that is part and parcel of growing up, I can't be your little girl all the time.
And also because I don't want to anymore.
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