Dear Mum,
I wish you’d realise that i’m not your little girl anymore. I know this is hard for you, i know you don’t want to let go, and i understand why, but it’s time, and we both know it. Thank you though, for everything you do, you go out of your way all the time, just to make sure i can get what i want, and for me to be happy, and i know i take it for granted, and i’m sorry for that, but you don’t get just how grateful i really am. Sometimes, i wish you wouldn’t drink so much, actually, most of the time i wish that, because you have ruined yourself. I’m sorry for being a moody little bitch all the time, and i’m sorry for never doing the things you wish i would. But i know, that you will always be there for me, no matter how angry you are. I love you, i might not always like you, but i always love you. No matter how cliche that is.
Dear Dad,
We have a very different relationship to what I have with mum. I respect that you work almost every hour of the day, 7 days a week. And you also have another family now. But, would a phone call every now and then to see how I am be that hard? When I do spend the smallest amount of time with you once a month, I love it, even though we spend most of the time slagging mum off! I always wished I had a super fun dad, and to be "daddys little princess", but we both know that will never be the case. But even though I probably shouldn't, from deep within my heart, I love my dad. an aweful lot.
Hannah
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