'My mother' she said,'has always said that I am a prima
donna - that I always want things my way and think that the world revolves
around me…'
'It's strange,' she continued,'because I don't think I feel that
way…or do I?'
'Sometimes I think she's right and knows me
better than I know myself… is that weird or what?'
What do ya say?
Can you identify with these feelings?
