To Whom It May Concern:
I’m sorry I’m not good enough for you. I’m sorry I’ve caused you to think I couldn’t be something important.
I’m sorry when you think of me, nothing good comes to mind. I’m sorry I can’t think of a single thing that should cause you to feel the way you do towards me.
I shouldn’t care about what you think, but I do. It’s important to me when you’re important to me, important to people close to me.
I should just live my life and not continue to worry about what I may or may not do next to make you mad, wonder if there’ll ever be a day you’ll finally be okay with me or if I’ll always be an outsider.
I hate that you get to control almost every aspect of my life. (Almost) It’s not fair. Your opinion shouldn’t impact my life as much as it does, but maybe I’m the bigger person in this. (LOL) Maybe you’ve got something to figure out in your life.
I just wish you’d stop taking it out on me. Who knows, maybe you don’t mean to, but you do. Always. I hate knowing there will be something else to try and piece together to wonder what else I could’ve done.
The only time you’re ever nice to me is when you need something, or I’m helping you out in some way. That’s not cool.
Maybe one day I’ll stop worrying about you. Maybe one day this resentment I have towards you will go away. Maybe one day we’ll meet in the middle and be able to coexist.
Or maybe not.
All I can honestly say is that I’m so sorry I’m not good enough for you.