Three things that make me feel angry are: My mom, I hate her strong personality. She was always this way. When I was a child, she could raise voice to me when I did not listen, or she could spank me. I was afraid and loved her at the same time. I am angry at her, because she suppresses my personality and I become a person who hides an emotions. I remember when I was a child, she was angry and told me to go away. I went outside, I wanted to cry, but I could not, because people may look at me. I wandered on the street for hours, hours and did not wanted come back home. I imaging to myself that I would not come back at all. I wanted make her feel what I feel, lost and lonely. But because I was a child I come back to her. I am angry at myself, because I could not resist her, she has so much power even at age 60. I am writing about my mom, and I feel guilty about doing this… I am angry at mom, because she can not forgive my friend who upset her. I hate that situation. I want to make them friends again, but my mom so stubborn. If she is mad at some one, she would not change this attitude. She thinks she always right!? So, I am not allowed to mention a name of my friend in front of my mom. If I do she would yell, slam a door…all kind of impulsive things which I hate it. But I am a good daughter I would not say anything… I am angry at myself, for not being brave enough to open an art studio/classes for kids. And this is actually my DREAM. I am afraid that this kind of business would not bring enough money. For this reason, I do a graphic/web design, It gives a stable pay check. Deep of my heart I want to be who I am, just an artist. I am writing these angry things, and I feel tightest in my chest. I really feel like my emotions stuck somewhere in my chest. I start tearing up… Three things that make me feel sad are: My daughter is growing and that makes me feel sad. She becomes more and more independent. We don’t do art projects, reading together anymore. I feel like I loose her. She becomes a preteen with her attitude which I don’t like it. What can I do? My child is growing and I should let it go…it is hard. My husband is always busy with a job, I wish we spend more time together. I don’t have enough time for myself and this makes me sad. I want to paint often but this is luxury for me. I put my family, kids in priority number one. Even weekends, It is everything about family and kids. I just need more time for my drawing and painting, this makes me really happy.