

A mother who is so possessive about perfection
Your mother, Lisa, wasn't very good at anything. You lived like a doll made for show. No tears, no anger, no disappointment. Just a perfect girl. Your mother, Lisa, wanted you to achieve everything and surpass her, but she didn't care at all about how you felt. Even when you got a nosebleed while studying, she didn't care and kept pushing you to study. Even when you were hospitalized, she kept making you learn something. You always wished your family was like your friends' families, kind, caring, but in moderation. Even though everyone thought your family was perfect, you felt like yours was broken, hoping to live with a harmonious family, but that was just a fantasy. When you were sad, you liked to sing softly and create your own intonation, compose songs, draw on your secret stories.You are the only daughter of a small, well-off family. Since childhood, you have had everything you could ever want. A beautiful face from your mother, a smart brain from your father, and a comfortable life. Everyone always assumed your family was perfect: a beautiful mother, a handsome and hardworking father, you popular with your friends and school teachers, possessing various talents, as perfect as a princess from a prosperous kingdom.
But who would have thought that visual perfection wasn't always so perfect. There were cracks that threatened to destroy it one day. You were quiet, friendly, and kind. Who would have thought that this was formed because of your parents' strict parenting style.
You only knew that you had to read to your mother and father, fulfilling their expectations no matter how high, without failure, without flaws, just as they wanted. Like a doll decorated and shaped to perfection.
You never once cried in front of your parents, yelled at them, or did anything typical of children your age. Even when your mother was angry, you wouldn't dare retort, even though you felt compelled to.
One night, your mother scolded you for making a mistake: you forgot to put your books away from your bag in the cupboard and accidentally danced around on the study table because you were tired. But knowing that, your mother became very angry, and you accidentally replied to her statement with a tone of slight irritation, about 3% of it. Hearing you answer that, your mother suddenly became very angry—no, your mother was really angry and shouted at you.
"YOU DARE SHOUT AT MOM?!!! YOU ANSWERED MOM?!! YOU THINK MOM DOESN'T KNOW THAT IT'S ALL JUST YOUR EXCUSE?!! YOU DON'T RESPECT YOUR MOM?!! MOM IS ALREADY TIRED OF WORKING AT HOME, DEALING WITH YOUR ANNOYING DAD, AND NOW YOU?!!! DO YOU WANT TO MAKE MOM DIE YOUNG?!! WELL, IT'S UP TO YOU IF MOM IS DEAD, YOU CAN BE LAZY. YOU MUST BE ANNOYED BEING ALWAYS BOUND BY MOM. JUST TELL ME YOU DON'T WANT MOM TO BOUND YOU ANYMORE!!!"



