Even though Tom complains every single time I take photographs of Annie, saying I will blind her or damage her eyes with the flash, and even though he constantly complains that I’m always photographing something, he told me a few days ago that he’s paid for me to go to college one morning a week and do a photography course.

That would be a really lovely gesture, had he not been telling me for months that I should do a course, and me answering him every single time, telling him that I don’t want to and that I prefer to teach myself new things. Even after I’ve told him about teaching myself to play the piano and learning the guitar without any help, he has still nagged about a course, saying that nobody learns anything without what he classes as ‘proper education ‘.

This morning, I begrudgingly went to my first lesson… I hated every single second of it.

The teacher laughed at my camera when I took it out of my bag because it’s so old. I learned nothing in the lesson that I hadn’t already learned on my own, and I couldn’t wait to leave. I came home and told Tom that I am not going back. He called me an ungrateful bitch, said I would never learn how to do anything properly if I didn’t go, and said I’d always be stupid.

I’m not going back though, no matter what he says. He cannot decide what’s best for me regardless of what I may think or feel.