You are one of the most selfless women I have ever met. You gave up so much for this family, and not to mention, without you, our family will not be how it is today. You do so much for us, and I love you so much for that. I love it when I am able to talk to you like my best friend, and when we can joke around each other.
However, I hate it when we get into arguments. You love to push my buttons and provoke me. No matter how hard I try, that is just your personality. I may not be the “perfect” daughter, but believe me, I haven’t done anything that would make you disappointed in me. I know my limits, and my morals. You need to stop freaking out about every little thing. I know what I’m doing. You need to believe in yourself. Believe that you raised your daughter the right way, and that you’ve already taught her everything that she needs to know about the real world. I’m not this crazy rebellious girl who you think I am. I never was.
You have taught me so much. Now, I need you to believe in me, and what I want to do. You and I…we’re a lot close than I am to Dad. And I love you (both) so much. But it just gets so frustrating when you don’t even try to understand me. I have dreams, and you know them better than anyone else.
Please, just believe in me. I won’t let you down.
One day, I’m going to find this amazing job, and I will be able to buy you a beautiful new house, and take care of you for the rest of your life. Don’t give up on me now, I need to show you that I can do everything you said I couldn’t.
I love you.
No crazy costume, no trick-or-treating, not too much candy, or any candy really…
But I had a lot of fun today. I enjoyed my time spent with my close ones<3
Fight, after fight, after fight.
What the fuck.
Okay, Mom, I love you to death, but fuck, you are the most unreasonable woman that I’ve ever dealt with.
Yes, I did say that I was going to walk with my brother home after his swim practice, and yes, I did know that he had tutor. But he had a bike while I was on foot. How the fuck do you expect me to get him home on time. Biking from Rancho back home would only take like 3 minutes, don’t go and blame me if he’s late. It’s not my responsibility after I already reminded him numerous times. What am I going to do? Drag him home? -__-
And really, if you think I’m such a bad influence, and a bad daughter, student, person, what have you. Then fine. I know what I’m doing, and I know that I haven’t done anything that would disappoint you.
It’s a little thing called trust.
I’m your fucking daughter. You always tell me that I only have one mother and that I should do everything with you in mind. Yeah, well, you only have one daughter, and you should keep in mind that I’m not stupid. I’m not clueless, and I know what I’m doing. I am very clear on where I am in life, and where I want to go. It may not be your ideal path, but it is the path that makes me happy.
No, I’m not going to Harvard, Stanford, Yale, or Berkeley. My fucking bad.
But I hope that one day you’ll understand that there is a lot more out there than getting into an elite college.
I love you, Mom, more than anything in the world. But I really can’t fight with you anymore. It’s getting tiring.
All I can say is, no matter what happens, I’ll always take care of Joseph, and I would never let him do anything harmful to himself or others. I will always be there for you, through the good times and the bad, whether you want me to be or not.
I’ve been through a lot more than you know, Mom. Believe in me, because that’s all I want from you. Trust me.