Dear Anon. Pt. 2

I wish I could do better by you because that's what you deserve.

I know you'll never read this, because I'm never going to show you, and you don't have the skills to find it. I think, knowing that you'll never see this makes it easier for me to say the things that I have to say.
Maybe not have to say, but want to say.

It's quite obvious to say you're the reason I'm alive, but it's more than you being my parents. But because of everything I've been through, you managed to -while not as well as I may have wanted at times- keep me going. And I thank you, with everything that I am for being the some of the best parents a girl could ask for.

Sure, there are times when I can't stand you, but that's almost standard procedure isn't it?
And I mean, I would certainly appreciate not being treated like a child sometimes, but alas, that's just how parents work.
We have disagreements at times, we can't deny that. But I would never go as far as to say I hate you.
I know that you always know what's best for me, even if I don't know myself. I'm glad that you're beginning to understand my necessity to get away, and you're appearing to be okay with it.

I wish there were more I could say, but you know, and I know that I'm very very grateful to have you as my parents.
And you're a pair of the best parents to ever exist.
When it comes time for me to finally start my own adventure, I know that you'll be right where you've always been when ever I need it.
Home.

♥ b.

Dear Anon.

Things have changed.
We both know it.

I hope you're as okay with it as I am.

♥ b.