I would like to preface this article by saying that I love my parents, I think they are amazing human beings and have written articles surrounding them such as An Ode To Father's Hands and Family Of Strong Women.

However, while everything in those articles is true it doesn't change the fact that they are "strict" parents. I put quotations around the word strict, because I get to do a lot of things. Granted I am 20 years old, so of course I think I deserve to be able to do those things, but that's besides the point.

Regardless, I feel like I am always juggling and maneuvering around my parents so I can get to do literally anything, and I can't be the only one who feels this way.

Recently a trend on twitter started called #growingupwithstrictparents and oh mah gawdddd, I have never related to a twitter trend more!

Exhibit A:

Exhibit B:

Yes, I understand @commonwhitegirl, I do.

I am constantly trying to figure out when I can ask them to go and how to set up the perfect time to do so. It's like moving your way to the front of a concert: it's not easy, it's uncomfortable and in some cases, needs a little nudge. I honestly started spreading out my days to go out because I know that if it's more than once or twice a week, I won't be able to go out for a while.

I can't even look at my phone too much when I'm around them without getting interrogated about who I'm texting or what I'm doing on phone. Like goodness, can I live?

And while my parents can be very strict, they can also be extremely passive aggressive; and that is probably what bothers me the most. They are probably better at being passive aggressive than any typical mean girl in a high school romantic comedy (think Regina George but two of them.)

Because of this I find myself "grounding" or "policing" myself when I they haven't even said a word. The annoyance just oozes out of them and I can feel that I did something wrong and that's without even saying a word.

My parents and I are in this constant battle of me wanting to go out and them not wanting me to leave ever. It is so frustrating, that I am probably growing grey hairs as I type because of it.

I am constantly trying to find a way to be able to do what I want without angering anyone, but my parents are so topsy turvy that it gets harder and harder to do so. And again, I absolutely love my parents but goodness sometimes you just want to #live.

So to those of you who relate to the hashtags and are living the tweets, I wish you luck and godspeed.