Ways to Live-cum-die

Dear all,

It was in our psychology sessions every weekend, that my friends told me that rebelling is like the kid's way to say that he is growing older, or becoming a teenager. I never had that experience. I was always a nice bratty kid which my parents accepted in return for "their" goals to be fulfilled by me. And here we are now, I am 24 and I don't get enough living for myself. My whole life has been a satisfiction (yes that's a word) to them, that I have forgotten to make my own decisions. Hey, I am not saying they are wrong, or evil or anything, I am just depressed that I have lived a life that I didn't own or decide and now I have all these emotions every second penting up that I wish I was rather dead. because now my parents don't wanna free the little birdie of the cage of goals they have dreamt for me or them whatever, and neither i can seek help from anywhere. So i guess we are stuck here with life living yet dead!

For another day of crying, sulking, and apparently living, Cheers!