Dear Diary,
Both my parents have made certain sacrifices. They don't make then how you would think though. They don't sacrifice and think “My kids will be happy”. Instead it's "when will you pay me back," or "why do I waste my money on you?" They get it done but don't see how I sacrifice for them. I respect them and I love them but to be honest I doubt they feel the same. They want me to try hard but I guess I have to push myself. They’re never here to back me up or even just say good job. Yeah, they buy me the necessities but I'd rather know they’re proud. I have come to figure out that I hurt them and now they like to hurt me.
Growing up I was rich, but when my parents divorced, my mom left us with nothing. She took my dad’s credit cards, knowing he needed to take care of us, and spent all his money partying and drinking. For a while my dad would cry because he thought he would have to give us up. He sacrificed for us then but as we got older, I think he resented us. He would have to spend his money on us instead of his club and it was our fault. I messed up once by getting caught drinking and now he doesn't spend time with me because I hurt him so he has to hurt me. He would rather spend holidays and my birthday with his girlfriend. I hate his girlfriend because he loves more than me. I know he's happy, but it just doesn't make sense to me. I wish my parents and I could be closer and forge the past. I just want them to know I'm sorry for my stupidity and I would do anything to fix our relationship.
Both my parents have made certain sacrifices. They don't make then how you would think though. They don't sacrifice and think “My kids will be happy”. Instead it's "when will you pay me back," or "why do I waste my money on you?" They get it done but don't see how I sacrifice for them. I respect them and I love them but to be honest I doubt they feel the same. They want me to try hard but I guess I have to push myself. They’re never here to back me up or even just say good job. Yeah, they buy me the necessities but I'd rather know they’re proud. I have come to figure out that I hurt them and now they like to hurt me.
Growing up I was rich, but when my parents divorced, my mom left us with nothing. She took my dad’s credit cards, knowing he needed to take care of us, and spent all his money partying and drinking. For a while my dad would cry because he thought he would have to give us up. He sacrificed for us then but as we got older, I think he resented us. He would have to spend his money on us instead of his club and it was our fault. I messed up once by getting caught drinking and now he doesn't spend time with me because I hurt him so he has to hurt me. He would rather spend holidays and my birthday with his girlfriend. I hate his girlfriend because he loves more than me. I know he's happy, but it just doesn't make sense to me. I wish my parents and I could be closer and forge the past. I just want them to know I'm sorry for my stupidity and I would do anything to fix our relationship.