Dear World
(Friends, Best Friends, family members, co-workers, ex’s, strangers, everyone):
I know when you look at me and my life, you are probably envious. “Wow. I wish I had life as easy as she’s had it. I don’t get why she’s all worked up, I’d love to have life as easy as she had”. I see your glances, I feel your judgment, I feel your disapproval of me when we talk. I know how you feel about me, you’ve already told me. I’m selfish, self-centered, unforgiving, lazy, self-richeous, and my expectations are too high. You look at me, you look at my life, and you think “Wow she’s really a spoiled asshole” and then usually, there’s some sort of verbal accusation of me by your judgments.
After you get to know me and my life is when problems happen. All I’ve ever looked for was someone to listen. But instead I’m met with frustration, criticisms, YOUR thoughts YOUR feelings YOUR view on how I’m acting, thinking, behaving, feeling.
None of are you are LISTENING. You’re not hearing me from a place of understanding, love, acceptance. You’re listening with your ears, with your own thoughts, you’re not listening with your heart.
I understand why you feel as though my life is easy and for you to be envious. I know of wordly struggles going on in the world today, with the job market and the economic state of the world today. Yes. I do nothing. But I ask you, does that take away any sense of humanness of me? Am I without human rights because of what i DON’T do?
I know you think of me as the crazy one. I know off the bat that you will defend my parents. “They did the best they could”, “You don’t know how hard they’ve had it”, “They’ve provided everything for you, and you’re looking at what they DIDN’T do?” “I wish my mom was as cool as yours”. Because I have “everything” I need, that means that everything in life is perfect? Blissful? Happy? Based on what is provided FOR me?
Does having everything handed to me on a silver platter really make all problems disappear? Everything on the outside is beautiful so the inside stuff doesn’t matter?
All I ask is that you look from a different view. Think for a moment about my point of view. Let go of your judgments of me and my parents. How do YOU see my parents? Warm? Compassionate? Loving? Kind? Unselfish? Do you think that is how they ALWAYS are? Can you even fathom the thought that maybe there’s another side to them? If they are always so pleasant, why am I the way I am today? Why do I live the way I live today? If they were as they seemed to be, I would be a successful person. Meaning having a life of my own. Maybe even a family of my own. But I don’t. I have nothing of my own. I’ve been an adult, legally, 15 years. Why am I still here?
The world is a cruel, ugly place. Parents aren’t raising kids, they are supposed to be raising future adults who will be capable of taking care of themselves. Parents are always given the benefit of the doubt. The children are almost always dismissed. “oh you’re just saying your parents are bad because they didnt get you that (whatever) you wanted’ or “because they didn’t let you go out with (whoever)”. You’ll see when you get older, your Parents did a great job.
You assume that my parents taught me everything I needed to know to make it in this world. Maybe you assume we have a great relationship, and that we talk about things. That I can go to them with my problems. Maybe you assume that I am free to talk about how I feel, and they actually listen? Maybe you even assume that they enjoy doing things for me, and often tell me they love me and they enjoy having me around?
Well, that’s all wrong. Truth is, my parents are workaholics. They were hardly ever home. And when they were, it was as if they were on another planet. Everything about me is, and always has been, rejected. If I say how I feel, I hear “don’t feel that way, feel THIS way. This ways is right.” or “You should do something about that”. or hearing about their stressful day.
My parents aren’t perfect. They’ve never admitted it. Never once in my entire life has either of them apologized for mistakes. I’ve never seen any human emotions from them. Other than anger and depression. I’ve never heard a compliment. I’ve never been given positive encouragement. I was never given rules, boundaries or been talked to as a human being. There is, and has never been, support and ANY teaching of making it in “the real world”. My parents don’t know that I am a seperate human being with my OWN beliefs, values, my own brain and my own thoughts.
So I understand I act like a spoiled brat. I know. But your criticisms and name calling is just another walk down memory lane. You’re not benefiting me at all, in fact, you’re further making me untrusting of people. ALL people. If you had good parents maybe they taught you ‘if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all’. (mine didnt). So if you really have a problem with me and my attitude, do us both a favor and let me be. I will find my own way. Thanks.
Me


