Dear Mom and Dad,
I promise you that I will make something out of my life. I will make you proud…one day. I will fulfill all of my goals, and I will keep reaching for the stars, in hopes of one day to have you both look at me and know in my heart that the person that I have become has made you proud to call me your daughter.
Things haven’t always been the best. We fight. We fight some more. Then we add in a little screaming and crying. It tore me apart. The relationships that I wanted with my parents no longer existed, because of harsh hurtful words. I know that nothing will take us back to the days when everything seemed okay, but I want you to know that I love you.
I wish that we could have been closer. Hearing stories about my friends’ parents, and hearing them talk about their relationships with them, makes my heart hurt. I want that so bad, and I still do.
I am not blaming you two at all. You raised me right. I know right from wrong. I have good morals and values, I know what I believe, and I have never done anything that society deems as rebellious.
I wish that there would have been stories read to me as a child before I feel asleep, or a prayer together, or a time set aside for talking, and listening. I understand that you are both really busy, and those things seemed small at the time, but they really have left a lasting impact on the person that I am today.
I want you to know that I have struggled. I have dealt with perfectionism, I have thought certain things,I have done certain things, I have often thought that I am alone, unlovable, useless, and a waste of space in the world. These things have been a part of my life. Some of them, I cannot even talk about to the closest people around me, I just felt like you needed to know.
I serve a mighty God, and he has overcome all of these things, I know this, but I am still working on a ton of stuff. Don’t get mad at me when I revert back into my old ways, I am protecting myself from getting hurt.
I love you both very much, and I am so thankful that things are starting to change in our relationships. Little by little, things are starting to change and I am okay with that. I know that it will never be this picture perfect relationship that I have in my head, but I am okay with that.
Thank you for raising me the way you did. I love you both.