Can't Quit Self-Parenting

I'm fighting a personal fight inside my personal space with only persons I know. I'm telling myself to backdown, while I rise to the occasion of myself to celebrate my stubbornness.  I'm tieing my gloves and making direct contact with myself and pummelling answers out of me only to validate how I feel. I am who I am. I am I am. I won't give up any details to myself, yet I pounder exactly what those details might be. I am my own worst enemy. I am my own critic. I have parents and plenty of figures telling,  but I cannot stop self-parenting. I'm fighting this vigorus veloicty of she said, I said, he said, I heard, I said.. I cannot recall.