I come down stairs to hang with my parents to be told now I will be cooking once a night and that when I go to "big girl school", because I am to dumb to know what college is, that I can't just make the same thing again and again. Then they ranted about how I should be like the kids on master chef jr since I am 16 and this is trivial stuff. Then my dad lectured me on how I should rub his feet because he is old and I am his kid and I have to do what he says. Like what has this even come to... I burn water when I cook and I know I need to practice, but like driving no one will give me a chance. And heck nah am I rubbing your janky feet with an extra toe.... Ugh I hate coming home, this is like my 4th lecture on how I should be and what is wrong with me in the past 7 days.....
I get they are right I need to learn but just telling me how terrible I am isn't helping.... I am never going to be good enough for anyone huh