Cue mother rant/

So, I love my mom, and generally she's not the most controlling person. But she has this one rule which is the most ridiculous thing, and I hate it so much.

She doesn't let me burn candles.

...I'm sixteen. I can be trusted to stay until 1, to go to concerts, to go to an lgbt club, to get a job, to have a car (once I get my g1), to go to a high school downtown, etc. Strangers trust me in their home, with their children, and expect me to make a meal using an oven. Me, cooking! I'm pretty sure that's a bigger fire hazard than one candle.

I spend majority of my time in my room, usually not leaving it for hours at a time. I never have people over, the cats don't come in here, and my room is finally clean! There's actually safe surfaces in here for a candle to burn.

Yet she still won't let me burn candles, the smallest, most insignificant task in the world. I'm literally the only person I know that isn't allowed.

I just wish my mom was more easygoing. Even with the freedom I do have, there's a hundred rules I still have to acknowledge. Y u no have faith, mother? Let me make my own choices and start learning things by myself.

But of course I could never tell her these things because she'd just get mad, and I can't deal with angry parents.

/end rant