Write a letter to your parents telling them what's going on in your life... that they should know about and don't
Dear Mom and Dad,
Even though I just spoke to you guys and kissed you goodnight, we haven't really spoken. Maybe it's because I'm scared. Scared of what you might say to me. So instead of speaking to you, I'll write a letter. Where do I begin?
From the beginning of junior high school, I was very depressed and alone. That was when I started my self-mutilation. I started it because of the fights the two of you would have.
To come home and hear yelling and screaming from the both of you just broke my limit, on top of other things going on, like school, friends and feelings. Those days when I told you I was hanging out with "Erica," I was out chilling with some guys playing guitar. I just wanted an excuse to get out the house.
I'm not a virgin anymore. I snuck out of the house one night to go over to a guy friend's house. I did it because I thought I loved him. Unfortunately, I was wrong, and I regret it now. I should've waited.
The guy I'm with now (my boyfriend) and I plan to move in together in the middle of college. I know I'm young, but we're serious about our relationship. He's the first guy I know who has treated me with respect.
I pray every night for both of you to like him and accept the fact that we're together. I know this may sound crazy, but he loves me. And I love him too. Please accept us for what we want and for how we feel about each other.
Growing up watching you two arguing and shouting at each other makes me really scared to get married. Sometimes I get the feeling that you think marriage is an obligation. If you guys are so unhappy, why are you still together?
Mom, you're always uptight and stubborn. You trust no one, not even your own kids. You and I have never seen eye to eye. But I want to talk to you and tell you things. How can I do that when you shut me out?
Dad, you're the one who made me the person I am. You've raised me up, mentally and physically, to face the world on my own, and I thank you for that. But if I were to dye my hair red, have six piercings on my face, and dress all in black, would you still love me the way you do now?
You're so concerned with what other people will think about your kids. Does what other people say matter that much to you? You should love us for who we are. As long as we're succeeding in school and have a future, what's the problem?
I would talk to you about all of this, but I'm petrified of the outcome. So instead of speaking to you, I'm writing this letter. Every word that I've written down, I mean from my heart. I love you both. See you in the morning.
Love,
Me
Dear Mom and Dad,
I'm writing you this letter because I need to tell you both something. I would like to continue my education at a local college. I want to go to school part-time and work full time.
I know you both asked me what I wanted to do once I finished high school, and I never gave the question much thought. But now that I'm 17 years old, I need to make choices on my own. I need a goal and a plan for my future.
You two have been my crutch for 17 years. Now it's time for me to stand on my own two feet. I want to do this by myself and I know I can.
You've taught me to be strong and stand up for what I believe in, and today I want to share this thought with you. I want to say thanks for everything you've done for me. I gladly and proudly say I could not have done it without my parents.
Love,
Your Future College Graduate
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