Stop thinking

Stop with the baby talk. Stop with the whole lecture stuff. I’m not a child. I know what I’m capable of and I know what I’m not capable of. You don’t know me like I know myself. I know myself better than anybody and you sit there and say “well I think she..” stop thinking! Stop just freaking stop! I hate what you have to say! You want to help me? Stop thinking, stop telling everyone, stop wanting to be the center of attention, stop answering questions for me. I didn’t want you in the room so I could be honest. So I could get it off my chest. Want to come to my counseling too? Do you want to tell her how I feel? Oh feel free to give her what you think also, wouldn’t want you to miss out or anything. It’s like you don’t want me to get better. I don’t want the sympathy from everybody. They talk to me like I’m a child and I’m not. They blame me for this. It’s not me. You think I want to be in this situation? I don’t. I’ll prove you all wrong. I’m going to be someone. I’m going to accomplish my goals. I’m here for a reason and I’m going to find out. Unfortunately, I have a rough road to get out of first. An sadly I have a family that blames me for this, an a mother that wants the sympathy.