Dear Oppressor,
Why do you torment me in such a way? I do so hate your generosity. Keep your morbid opinions and sinister attitude to yourself. Trust me I have my own conflicts to bare. Stop bringing me down to your depressing level of sadness and misery. I do think quite strongly that your possessing ways and controlling habits are starting to ruin my life. I’m here to tell you, Oppressor, that this life you seem to be demanding is mine. These emotions that you continue to harass are directed by me. You have no say in the mood I choose to be in, Oppressor. This is my life and I’m taking control.