[ Ethlyn has the situation exactly right, in a way Toph hasn't ever really experienced from telling someone else about her parents before. It's such a clear binary choice: be who she is, own her accomplishments and live to her fullest ability, or hold all of that in so that her parents will love her. She's choosing the first one now, but she'd chosen the second for many years, as a young, young child who couldn't imagine living without them.

That little girl is still there in her, and Toph keeps circling her choice over and over, trying to see a way to have both. ]

... I am humiliating them. [ Toph sounds less emotional, like she's recovering enough to be frustrated. She clenches her hands into the blankets, twisting the fabric. ] I'm the one determining the family legacy now, not them.

[ No one is ever going to remember Poppy and Lao Beifong, or anyone else, next to Toph. And she knows it. Usually she's proud of that, but she's also conscientious in a way she rarely admits that she doesn't have the backing of her parents behind her as she does it. ]

But-- I mean-- [ She huffs. ] I know all that. I don't get why she needs to yell at me about it!