My prison.

Things are just not going well at home. Things are just not going well between me and mom. Yesterday I cycled home, crying. Again. I didn't know I had so many tears inside of me.
I just don't know what to do anymore. I get advise from many different people but just nothing fits my situation. It feels like living in a fucking prison and I just can't get her to understanding me. She thinks she does but she doesn't know at all. She doesn't know half the person I am. I just live my life, she lives hers yet she keeps interfering with mine and I can't get her to realize she's doing the wrong thing. Yeah, I'm probably seeing things black and white, but this is what I feel like. We talked this over several times, we both said we'd try to change. I changed a tiny little bit, she didn't change at all and I still feel like a ten year old. I love her. I really do, but this is just ruining our relationship. I'm almost crying just writing this. I want to get out of this prison, yet I'll be stuck here for exactly one more year. And that totally sucks.