all apologizes.
apparently, i’m irresponsible. i never did anything the right way, nor did i follow the path that was laid out for me. the day i grew up and threw away the blueprint, the moment i stopped following the manual and started following my own instincts and aspirations, i apparently lost all of my worth.
i’m sorry i’m not your dream child. i’m sorry i didn’t grow up to study hard to one day be a doctor or a nurse or a lawyer or a banker. i’m sorry that i didn’t grow up wanting to be something practical. i’m sorry that, instead, i followed a “hobby,” and even though you tried to damnedest to keep me on your path by choosing my schools and guilting me to stay in them, that i chose my field of study and it wasn’t medicine or accounting or law or something practical. i’m sorry that i’m not yet in a stable career choice that allows me to live more vicariously. i’m sorry that rather than saving money to go on an expensive trip to an island locale, that i chose to save my money so i could learn to live on my own and depend on myself. i’m sorry i’m not doing things the way that you think i should.
actually, i take it back. i’m not sorry for any of those things.
the only thing i’m actually sorry about is that you don’t have it in yourself to trust that i’m going to be fine on my own, that you are expecting me to “prove you wrong.” well, guess what. i have nothing to prove to anyone but myself. you might think i’m doing this to prove something to you, but i’m not doing any of this for anyone but myself.
i’m done.
