It almost feels as if I’m not treated like a decent human being. I feel like a child who can’t speak for itself and always has to have help doing simple tasks. I am not a child, I can do those tasks with my eyes closed while standing on my head. I want to earn a person’s respect, not be given the respect my parents earned.
I love my parents more than anyone on this planet but sometimes they get in my way. People compare us side by side and expect me to live up to the standards that they have. My parents have been alive for a little bit longer than I have. I haven’t experienced enough of life to be compared to my parents. If we were the same age then yes you could compare me to my parents, but I’m not so why should I be held to the same standard?
There’s a part of me that wants to be just like my parents because it would stop everyone from comparing me to them. At the same time though I want to be my one person and experience life without someone constantly reminding me I’m not like my parents. I can’t make everybody happy and never will. I am “Dockey and Krystal’s daughter,” but I am also Rebekah Kaitlyn Brasher and no one will ever stop me from being my own