First, I look like bad cop because the girls are grumpy in the morning and I have to punish them. Fun.
Then - my mom, boyfriend, and best friend all agreed to make me look like a bad, bratty daughter. Or maybe it’s that I don’t appreciate how my mom talks abou thow much she loves me and misses me and how I never say it or hug her. I do hug her. And tell her how much I love and appreciate. I just hate it. I’m not a bad person, I just can’t stand when my mom puts on a show about how much of a bad daughter I am, especially in front of other people. I can be bad, but she’s not perfect either.
I’m not a fan.