If you're sick of your life, why not try living mine?

I am so fed up with my bloody life, really. I don't like my mother. She just drives me insane, y'know?

She doesn't trust me, I know. I've made mistakes, I've lied, I've disobeyed her and I am still constantly defying her in every way.

It's not like I don't wish or want to be her perfect, obedient, filial daughter but at times, she just doesn't understand me and drives me up the wall.

How can I possibly not lie to her when she restricts my circle of friends and judges my friends? How am I supposed to openly tell her I am going out with whoever to wherever when she restricts me to go out with certain people and at times, appears at places I mentioned to her of going? How can I be honest with her about having a boyfriend when I introduced my boyfriend to her as a so-called friend, she judged him, instantly decided to not like him and wouldn't even give him a chance and she also suddenly wouldn't allow me to get involved in a romantic relationship?

Have you ever seen her go absolutely berserk and hysterical on me just by the mention of my mere boyfriend's name? SERIOUSLY! HOW CAN I BE HONEST WITH HER?

I hate how I have to lie and make up stories in order to find my way out of the household. I hate that I have to be dishonest and I constantly feel guilt-tripped. It makes me feel like an utter hypocrite because I hate people who are dishonest with me but what is there left for me to do besides lying?

I told my mother that I was going for a study date with a girlfriend of mine tomorrow and what was her reaction? She doubted me and questioned if I was really going to study with her. I was starting to feel miffed so I asked her if she wanted to call her to make sure if I was going to study with the girlfriend of mine and do you want to know what was her bloody response? She wanted me to give the number of my friend so she could get the truth when there is no bloody lie in the first place. I was tipped off.

WHICH BLOODY 18 YEAR OLD'S FUCKING MOTHER WOULD CALL UP ON THE DAUGHTER'S FRIEND JUST TO MAKE SURE THE DAUGHTER IS BLOODY SPEAKING THE TRUTH?

Should I emphasize on the fact that I am bloody 18 years old and figuratively speaking, I am known as an young adult? How am I supposed to like my home sweet home when I need to live under her every rule and be completely controlled by her? She even has a fucking problem with me if I stay in my room too much and if I lock my door. I don't even deserve my privacy? TELL ME! How can I like my mother when she wouldn't even allow me to live my own life?

Wait. I never even had a fucking life to begin with.