Step.

I want to hate you, but I can't. I never could, but not for lack of trying. You disapprove of my choices. You are ashamed of me and never cease to show it in your passive-aggressive manner.

"I don't care. I don't need to make you happy, I'm making me happy. If you don't think I'm good enough, that's your problem." They're just a lot of words that mean nothing. Lies.

What I really mean is that I desperately need your approval. Your love. Your affection. I just can't sacrifice my happiness for yours. Please understand. Love me anyway. Please.

I really wish you knew exactly what I meant, but couldn't say.

Nobody can hurt you like family.