I wish I could tell my mom.

(fanfic in Harry’s POV)

I wish I could tell my mom when I ask for space it doesn’t mean I don’t love her.

I wish I could tell my parents when I say I want to move out it doesn’t mean I don’t love them.

I wish I could tell my mom I’m at the end of my rope and hanging sometimes and I want to be alone and heal and it doesn’t mean I don’t love her.

I wish I could tell my mom I need my space and privacy in things and it really doesn’t mean I don’t love her.

I wish I could tell my mom I’m dealing with a lot of things I don’t tell her about and I really wish she didn’t make me repeat the same thing 10 times.

I wish I could tell my mom sometimes when I’m not in a mind space to listen to her get emotional and say, I ll talk to you when l’m ready to listen to you, it’s not a personal attack and it really doesn’t mean I don’t want her.

I wish I could tell my mom it’s completely normal to skip meal sometimes and sleep late.

I wish I could tell my mom I’m completely okay and I was falsely diagnosed and she needs to stop freaking out about my decisions and trust me because I’m old enough to decide for myself.

I wish I could tell my mom, the only thing she is meant to do is not just cook for us, she has her own individuality and she is so much more than that.

I wish I could tell my mom she should really open up about how she is feeling to someone and talk to someone about everything and work on her feelings.

I wish I could tell my mom I instantly feel guilty when I shout and I’m always trying not to.

I wish I could tell my mom, I love her no matter what and she really needs to calm down.

Maybe I’ve already said these things but why is it getting lost in space?