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[saitaina]

*actual conversation with my mother*

Me: That acting bug's rearing it's head again.

Mother: Squash it.

Me: *look* You know you do that all the time, you stifle me.

Mother: I do not

Me: Do too. When I wanted to be a politician you laughed, when I said I wanted to be an actress you kept giving me looks, when I wanted to move to Philly you told me no. I'm twenty-two, in a time when most people are discovering who they are but I can't because I'm stuck with mummy.

Mother: What happens if you go away and I get sick and die? They'll bury me in Potter's Field.

Me: I'd come back.

Mother: When Grandma dies you're all I have.

Me: So when I am I supposed to live my life? When you're dead and gone and I'm too old for it to matter? I want to follow my dreams....hell I want to be able to dream without you killing them.

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[(Anonymous)]

You don't know me, but I've been skulking around the HP fandom for... just about forever now, and I came across your journal somehow. I am... so sorry. Its bad enough when I hear manipulative, crushing bullshit like that from my mother, but you seem so intelligent and full of promise and dreams (and after 22 years! i'm 18 and I feel like she's going to be the death of me, or at least my spirit) it makes me sick to see that your own mother could do that to you. I wish I could tell you something helpful.. but i'm still trapped in my mother's web with no hope of escape. I hope you can find a way out though, and soon. Good luck. -allegra