My angel Gabriel

by semantico

I wish people would know the boundaries of privacy sometimes. Parents will always want to know what their kids are up to. That's normal. I'm glad mine never pushed me against a wall and interrogated the life of me about anything while I had friends who did. I felt sorry for them but gradually then suddenly I realised I was facing the same thing. Only it was done subtlety that I never noticed it till recently. My parents (in this case probably my mother) had people looking into my life and reporting it back to them. And the best thing is, they never told me or confronted me about anything. They just sat quietly and found out all the details of my personal life. Heck, I don't even know if this blog is safe anymore. My facebook isn't safe and hell, even my friendster isn't safe anymore as comical as that sounds.

It's not that they disapprove or anything but it's the feeling of someone watching over your shoulder which makes me feel very uneasy. I can't talk to my friends without fearing someone will scoot over to read what I said and first thing in the morning, report it back to my parents. I won't elaborate any further because of ... reasons just stated above. So, with that all said, I now know that I am just like one of people I used to tease about being so watched and mollycoddled by their parents. I just need a life that is my own sometimes. Away from prying eyes. Funny thing is, I'm not even involved in anything sneaky or negative and yet I feel the need to hide. I can't even talk about what I want anymore without looking behind to see if there's anyone around listening/reading. Pure, solid, torture.