Tell me what to do

I know what to do.

And that's the problem.

You know that I know what to do, and hence you never bother telling me what to do, leaving things as they are, because you know that I'd solve it all for you.

That's that problem.

I want you to tell me what to do. Not to wait for me to do it on my own, despite myself knowing full well what to do. It sounds insane, but this is exactly what I want. Stop letting me take over and do everything on my own.

Tell me what to do. And stop ignoring me when you're pissed.