Edan's Capsule - Why I Don't Like My Parents: Part One
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I feel like my parents are being a bit overbearing at the minute.
A while ago, I said I was interested in anthropology, and that I might like to study it in university; but they immediately put it down and told me it would not be useful to me.
Yeaterday, I ate my roast dinner one component at a time (i.e. veg first, then the potatoes, and then the meat and stuffing); then my dad started talking about how I would become obsessive, like someone he used to know.
Today, I showed an interest in electronic music production and briefly mentioned getting a small, cheap, second-hand MIDI controller (either for free or using my own fucking money); to which my dad immediately started telling me that people who got into it became obsessive and used too much electricity. Absolute bullshit.
I just feel like the person I am and the person they want me to be are so different now, but they don't see that.
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