I have to kill her, or she would kill me.
At first, when she criticized the way I looked, I tried to ignore her. Then, she started accusing me of doing wrong. Lectured that I should act more like others. Preaching to be a good daughter, wife, and mother. Told me that I would be a failure. It bothered me, hurt me, but I refused to give in. She laughed, watching me in pain.
She wouldn’t drop, and there is no escaping from her, for she is everywhere. What am I to do?