I was wondering where I went wrong in my life that this had to be my own doing, but it was done by my oppressor to oppress me and use me. To make me think they are my savior and need them. It started with such a simple thing I was nice and let them use my car. They told me of course this is my car no worries they are not over taking it. If I need my car of course I can have it. So came the time I get told cant you go another day I have to work that day and want to use the car. My mind was shattered and I wanted to scream. First off what happens to this is my car and they are not over taking it. If I need it of course I can have it being its MY CAR. I might have tried to protest but I knew my oppressor well and I just gave in. To stand up is pointless because that is just not me and my Oppressor knew it. She knew I would crumble and once again I started to become controlled. I am not allowed to come and go as I please I first have to ask mother may I use my own car, and hope it’s a good day. My life is thus not my own anymore. Yet they are my savior and offered food to my son when we hardly had any food in our home. So it’s only payback that they have overtaken my car. They claim I don’t treat them as they should be. Oh really now? They claim to raise me up only to pull me down. Would I leave them? They could have left me but the reason they stayed was due to me an others. Is it that they would not find anyone else to use and abuse like me? I for a moment felt sad and I think pity for they seemed more lost that I. If this is love then I do not want it.