This is how wrong your perspective was of me

 Just before griffin exited our life, he, in an attempt to draw a divide between my mom and I, told her to find out what ringtone I had set to her calls. She did this by calling my phone from hers while I was sitting in the living room and her in the kitchen.   When the Funeral March played she got sad that I picked such a merose and somber selections on the analog 20 ringtones available. I told my mom it was one of the most recognizable songs in all of history and by one of the masters, Chopin.  I also noted that it was very easily discernable and louder than most, so I'd less likely miss her calls, as I did with the pager sometimes. That stupid thing would go off all the time. 

The point I'm trying to make is that, you all have been in the decision making process role for quite some time. Why then, have you not tried to make me into a better person?  A more well adjusted, more well rounded person?  Why haven't you made me more responsible?  Or at least given me opportunities to learn those skills or practice them? I think we all know that you want things to keep going in the direction theyve been going too long. I want drastic change. Revolutionary change.