They planted the guilt in my head
I just realized something about the guilt that touches everything I do. Where does it come from really?
I think they've been planting the idea in my head since I was little, the idea that I had to cater to their wants and needs, otherwise I wouldn't be a good kid. Conditioning. Training. Propaganda. Whatever you call it.
I remember feeling confused and alone, I probably argued a little, but gave in out of fear.
If they were not happy, they'd smash that guilt button till they liked what they saw. Mission incomplete till they had approving smiles on their faces.
So weird and creepy now that I'm picturing it.
The guilt wasn't ever mine.