You always wanted to be a rapper since you were a little girl. You were lesbian. But your regressive parents punished you for being gay and having dreams and aspirations. They believed that girls should not have dreams and aspirations. They said that girls can only marry boys and that girls can only become obedient housewives and nothing else. They traumatized you and you started believing that girls are a burden and boys are assets and that girls have no rights or aspirations. They forced you to marry a man. But the man was a feminist and also pro-lgbt. He always encouraged you to build a career but you said that girls should only be obedient housewives. He thought you were happy as a homemaker but he couldn’t ignore the fact that you were unhappy. He noticed that you never opposed him or took part in making decisions. You always complied whether you supported him or not. This made him very sad. He wanted to marry a woman who is strong and independent. But he loved you. He didn’t know that you’re even a lesbian because your parents had forced you to hide your sexuality and feel ashamed of it. And then, you had a daughter. You hated her because that’s what your parents had taught you. Even worse, your daughter is lesbian. You hate her She is five years old now. Your husband will return home from work shortly after. He found out through your childhood diary that you wanted to become a rapper and that you actually liked girls and not boys. He decides to bring home a music making laptop as a gift for you and to also discuss with you about your sexual orientation. He will be home soon. Your daughter walks up to you. She loves you. “Mommy, may I have a cookie?~” she says