To The Moon (An Open Letter To My Mother)

Mother,

I love you. That is something I can never change. You gave birth to me, willingly. You fed me, took care of me, raised me. Mom, I am growing up now. You did what you could and you didn't fail. I am able. I understand, I can make my own choices, deal with my own consequences. I wish I could trust you enough to talk to, to ask for your advice.

I am not Catholic. I don't think I ever was. But I do believe in God. In this family, it makes it feel as if I was some sort of disease.

I am sad that I grew up with the feeling that you and dad left the family behind because of religion. And for that, I am sorry. Eventially, I will figure out what to do with that. I'm sorry I cause you so much pain. I'm sorry I was selfish in returning those childish feelings with revenge.

I am not sorry for making my own decisions. I am sad you don't support me. I am sad because I feel like you don't accept me just because I'm not Catholic. I dont want to be miserable anymore. If I ask for your prayers, it's because I know you pray.

Right now, I am afraid of losing someone. Don't tell me not to ask for prayer. Don't call me a hypocrite. Don't say I don't deserve it. And don't say I am not worth it.

I am. I am a human being and as such, I am worth it.

With Respect and Love,

Your Daughter