this morning #901.

this morning, though i assumed i’d be given the right to choose, when i arrived, everything had already been decided for me ahead of time. if i’m being honest, it’s embarrassing. i’m a grown-ass woman who can make her own decisions. still, my family has an overwhelming urge to orchestrate things. it’s always been this way, from my schooling to my wardrobe to my boyfriends. just when i start to feel like i’m finally in control, some sibling gives a tug on the strings to remind me that i’m decidedly not. as a result, this weekend will end up being just another family reunion rerun. that’s been determined. my family’s determined to make me nothing more than a pretty pair of helping hands.