I am a tearrible daughter, a very very terrible daughter.
I am good at making my mom unhappy.
I shouted at her.
I only cared about the unfair treatment I perceived.
When will I act like a grown-up?
WHEN?

But I a double-sided person.
I pretend that I am a friendly one, but acturally I am not.
I am not.
Tonight the verbal combat between Mom and me was fierce.
I am ashamed of you. Kate.