Two weeks ago, in English class, I don't remember exactly, but the teacher asked me some questions and suddenly I was talking about smoking. I said my parents found my cigarette pockets several times and each time they got sad and mad at me. The teacher said you should explain to them that you have no choice after going to military, and I was like: I'm right, aren't I? But they don't listen. They never listen to anything. Most of the people I love or used to love, were smoking, at least in a period of their lives. Even my very own father! He used to smoke! But now he's become a holy man!
And also, there are some dumb rules in our house! For example, I can't stay out after 10 o'clock. I know, I'm an only child, don't have any siblings, so all their attention is on me. But I'm not really able to get along with them anymore! Things changed back to when I hadn't been to military yet! I can't live like this. This is embarrassing. Is this the life I deserve? Is this the life a boy deserves? Even animals leave their children in childhood! Look at turtles!! But humans and their f**king wise speech about respecting parents (and saying "You're not a parent so you can't understand your parents!) makes me sick! I don't disrespect them, but I can't live with them like this anymore! I have to separate from them. If this continues, I'll become a psychopath.
After all, this is my life, not theirs...
