Ever since I started to enter the young adult age, I've come to realize that I don't really like my parents. They aren't bad people. They're not physically abusive in the slightest bit, but I don't think they're quite fit to be parents. I don't have kids of my own, so who am I to say? And I know I should give them grace because it's their first time being parents. But sometimes they make me feel like I'm dealing with children I didn't ask for. Today they frustrated me again, and it made me realize that I don't know how to handle my anger because they didn't know how to either. It was either quietly there simmering in the background or some sudden burst that would shock all of us. Now, I feel like that's all I ever learned from them when it comes to being mad. I don't want to be mad. I hate feeling mad, but when I am, it's like I have no idea what to do with it and end up lashing out on other people or bawling my eyes out over a small inconvenience. I don't know.