Don’t tell me how to feel!

Why do you think my trauma is affecting my decisions?
Why do you think I need to get married to sort my life?
Why do you think I am incomplete without a soulmate?
Why do you think I cry because of my pain?
Why do you justify my actions for me?
Why do you push me to the edge?
Why do you paint me the way you want me to look?
Why do you think I am always sad?
Why do you want to fix me?
Why do you want me to fix you?
Why do you talk like I am a child?
Why don’t you get what I say?
Why do you tell me how to feel?
Why do you tell me how to feel?
Why do you tell me how to feel?