But my mom damaged my wings so I couldn't fly away from her control.

Then she'd be like "hey I love you, son"

Then like later that day "WHY ARE YOU SO USELESS"

Bipolar much?

Idk how to feel about it.

I remember happy memories with her.

Also the traumatic memories.

I view my self from 3rd person view and... I kinda get it...

I can be annoying at times...

I have moments where I was a difficult child...

But then again...

She chose to have me...

so...

mom...

I have one question:

"Why?"

"Why... all of this?"

Parent-Child dynamics in Chinese families is so weird.

The "parental love" is not as in the western type of unconditional love. I feel like control is like an intrinsic aspect of such "love" in East Asia.

spoiler

Btw there's this anthology 5 episode Taiwan tv show called 你的孩子不是你的孩子, available on Netflix, couldn't find a torrent for it. This showcases the various types of Parent-Child relationships in Chinese-influenced cultures)

I don't care, I'm still free
You can't take the sky from me~

Reminds me of a poem I heard once...

Take my love, take my land
Take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free

You can't take the sky from me

Take me out to the black
Tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea

You can't take the sky from me

There's no place I can be
Since I found Serenity

But you can't take the sky from me...