It could be trying to protect their egos but I'm not sure if that would be right...

Puzz that's the thing, I'm not sure if I can do it.

I'm hoping that they do change but am expecting that they won't. I don't want to tell them the stories, I don't want them to know about what I've done. They'd feel terrible and no matter how much I hate them for what they did to me, it made me strong. It made me who I am today. I may not seem strong but if it weren't for them I wouldn't have been forced to grow up so quickly. I've handled things in a less than healthy way and completely admit to it, but it's all I know. I don't really know how to explain it but I hate them, disrespect them, wish they weren't my parents but they are my parents and for that I am thankful I guess. I don't know. Maybe I'm just ranting too much...