“Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.”
Don’t expect me to always be the kid who smiles and nods to whatever you do or say. At some point, when things start piling up on my shoulders and you happen to tip over the avalanche, you will see how cold and thoughtless I can be, I will bitch about every little thing you do.
But after all that, I’d still feel bad for being that way to you. I’d still feel sorry for everything I might have said or done. I might be hard to understand, but trust me, I’ve tried so much harder to understand you than you have tried understanding me.

(on the outside)
(on the inside)


