I don’t know if there’s still one thing that will make me happy and contented. I go to college, have good grades, friends and family. But beyond that, I am stuck in this house and I can’t let my feelings out. People have no idea how hurt and insecure I am every single day. My mom won’t let me go out with my friends and I think it’s stupid of her. She didn’t even think about it. I won’t have sex, I won’t do drugs. She taught me values and I can’t believe that she herself is probably questioning how she raised me through her decisions. I am told not to have a boyfriend, I didn’t, even if I had chances to give someone my love. It isn’t easy to brush people away, especially with how lonely I feel. Is it too hard to trust me?  I just hope my Dad understands when I explain, without my Mom intruding. I know that I am responsible for my actions and it’s not that I’m gonna do something that will disappoint her. And for goodness’ sake, I’M 18!