I Am Whiny (So Sue Me)

I need to get this off of my chest.

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BACK THE FUCK OFF AND JUST LET ME BE MY OWN PERSON. STOP TRYING TO PLAN OUT THE REST OF MY LIFE. STOP FORCING YOUR "SUGGESTIONS" ON ME. STOP CLUCKING WITH BARELY CONCEALED DISAPPROVAL EVERY TIME I TELL YOU GUYS WHAT MY ACADEMIC INTERESTS ARE OR WHAT CLASSES I'M TAKING FOR THE SEMESTER. STOP BREATHING DOWN MY BACK, CALLING ME EVERY SINGLE FUCKING DAY TO INTERROGATE ME ON WHAT I DID, WHAT I ATE, BLAH BLAH DIDDY BLAH BLAH. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT TO DO AFTER I GRADUATE, BUT THAT DOESN'T GIVE YOU TWO THE RIGHT TO SHOVE ME TOWARDS LAW SCHOOL. JUST BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT RIGHT NOW DOES NOT MEAN I WANT TO GO TO LAW SCHOOL, FAR FROM IT. WHAT WORKS FOR YOU TWO MAY NOT NECESSARILY WORK FOR ME. I MAY BE YOUR CHILD, BUT I AM NOT YOUR CARBON COPY. I HAVE DIFFERENT SOCIO-POLITICAL VIEWS FROM YOU, SO WHAT? I LIKE HISTORY AND ENGLISH, SO WHAT? I DON'T LIKE TO TEACH OR BE A LAWYER, SO WHAT? YOU TWO ARE NOT THE ONES GOING TO MIDDLEBURY COLLEGE. I AM. YOU TWO DON'T HAVE THE ABILITY TO LIVE MY LIFE FOR ME SO JUST TAKE A DEEP BREATH AND FOR ONCE--JUST ONCE--HAVE SOME FUCKING FAITH IN ME. CAN YOU GIVE ME AT LEAST A LITTLE BIT OF CREDIT? I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING. I GOT THIS FAR, HAVEN'T I? PLEASE GIVE ME A CHANCE TO SHOW YOU TWO WHAT I CAN DO WITHOUT YOUR "HELP," AND YOUR INCREASINGLY FREQUENT PHONE CALLS AKA SPANISH INQUISITION SESSIONS.

Please. You guys are suffocating me, and we're not even in the same states. Every phone call from you two feels like Chinese water torture, and that's not how I want to react whenever I see your names on caller ID. I love you guys, but I'm sick of this. Just...give me some space.

Please.