You tell me to be tough and that you've taught me not to run away from things and not back down, when you've kept me beneath your foot my entire life? And the fact I've never tried to retaliate like so many other teenagers doesn't occur to you? By that fact, you don't realise you've made me into a push over, who runs and hides in a corner when things get rough?

Don't tell me to "man up" when you're the one who made me pathetic.