Воскресенье 13 Июн 2010, 6:23

Dearest you,
The lessons you have instilled within me upon seventeen years of instruction cannot be rewritten in one year, so please don't be afraid that I'll change. I have a feeling that the more I ridicule you about how pathetic your fears are, the more you believe them to be true.

Trust me on this, please! I adore you way too much to leave and never come back. In fact, you are the part of the reason why I would choose to stay, only because I can't bear to see you miss me.

You have always believed in me and you have encouraged me to turn my dreams into reality. I'm doing just that, and I know you're proud. I acknowledge that the sacrifices you have made in the past have been great. It is through your experiences and noble attitude that you have taught me to treasure the fragility and beauty that is life, to acknowledge my ancestry and embrace adversity.

When people compliment me, they're really complimenting you.
I love you more than I can say.

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On another note…
You.
I find it hard to muster any emotion reminiscent of love or respect toward you. I know that you're scared of being a horrible parent, but the irony is that you ARE.

Once upon a time, you did hurt me. But these days, if I were to treat people the way you do and blame it on my upbringing, I'd be just as bad as you.

I'm nothing like you, and that is my biggest achievement to date.
I'm confident, I work hard, I'm talented, I've got potential. I love, I empathise, I tolerate.
What's more, I love being the person I am.
I'm not going to let you make my life a misery, just because you go out of your way to tell me that you don't like me.

You need to realise that the only person you are hurting is yourself. Maybe one day this will end with a happily ever after.
But in order for that to happen, you need to turn the pages.