Ok a confession. Well I have already confessed that when I was a teenager I had suicidal thoughts and how I moved passed that. So I guess the only other confession that I have to make is that I’m scared I’m a disappointment to my parents and they just don’t want to tell me. I’m scared I haven’t achieved everything that they wanted me to achieve and that by not doing so they will stop loving me. It’s something I’m working on. You know realizing that I don’t need their approval to make me happy. And that my accomplishments aren’t the reason they love me. Hey I’m a work in progress and I’d like to think that I’m getting there.
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