Day 1 of writing my life down. (p.s.- I am not always this serious)

Sometimes you often feel stuck, but you don't know where. Often, it's the people you love who can't get it. I love my family, but they do stuff to PROTECT me that's actually harming me. They usually say that all parents are strict, but as I grow, I have seen other parents mature along with their kids, they understand that their child is growing as well and might face things that were initially NOT ALLOWED. It took me time, but I soon realized my parents are different from all of them. They didn't grow I still have the same rules I had when I was a teenager and yeah, I live with them. Sometimes I feel maybe I will never be able to leave this house and this city, like I'll be stuck here forever, my mom will find probably a good guy and make me marry him to live my life FREELY. I hate to break it to you but yeah, I don't have the control of my life and I think I never will. I am just an AI deployed to control MY life according to the algorithm stored in me by her to an extent that now I don't even need to think to know what she would wasn't from me. I am not saying she's bad, she is good she cares for me but just doesn't know that her CARE is becoming like an invisible leash around me. I don't blame her, she is a middle child whose dad died when she was 8, her mom worked harder to provide her three kids but that deprived my mom any knowledge about parenting. I sometimes feel that maybe I'm just overthinking it and maybe the problem is that I am lazy, but sometimes something in me just tells me otherwise.

Well, that's it, I guess. I have a lot to say but I guess the post is already too big for other sides of my life. I don't in any way mean to say that I am the victim here, I am not fully right, I have a lot of shades to myself as well, but I have no clue how to get over it and watching classic rom-com movie and series adaptations isn't the way.
Ending on a funny note to conclude with a slight laugh.

Peace X, Ocean