Family
Dear, Lisa
Dear Lisa, I would use ‘Mom’, but for the purpose of remaining truthful in this letter I will stick with your name. You are my mother, don’t get me wrong, that fact has never altered in my mind or in life. Even so, I feel it necessary to refer to you as more of a woman than my mother. As a woman, to a woman, I address the distance I have felt between us since I could comprehend the invisible barrier. That sense of disconnection when we speak; when an opinion is given and true understanding is not met; keeps me from addressing you in my heart's letter as my mother.
By Natasha Gallant4 years ago in Confessions
Things Untold
Dear Mom, There’s a lot I’ve never said to you. A lot that I probably never will say to you. Time and endless repetition has taught me that there’s not much for me to say that you’ll hear. So I’ll write this instead. I’ll cast these words to the wind through fire and hope that some day you understand them, even if you’ll never hear them from my lips or read them from my pages.
By Brynn Locke4 years ago in Confessions
Madre Mía
Hi Ma, I know you think you know what I think of you, and honestly, you don't. Sometimes my honest words come out with the intention of piercing your soul when I haven't furthered my understanding of the depth you contain. Pretty unfair of me to think I can make an impact on you, touch your heart, so to speak, when I haven't made the effort to thoroughly get to know you.
By Soulful Jenn4 years ago in Confessions
Mother's Day Confessions
Dear Mom, Mother, by the time you receive this, Mother’s Day will have come and gone, so first I apologize for the late arrival of this gift to you but hey, you know me, I’m quite the procrastinator so let’s just blame that on my ability to wander off into my own wondrous imaginary world known as the scattered brain of Camri Steele-Stone. Plus, you yourself are quite the procrastinator so if we’re to blame anyone, technically, it should be you because I’ve done nothing but observe and adopt your behaviors while young. The subconscious is very impressionable during the adolescent stages, lol, I’m only kidding mom, I just like to burst your bubble sometimes! Besides all that, I hope all is well. How are things at the clinic? School? Valerie still talking smack? Lol, when you write back don’t hold out on any information, I wanna know it all. I kinda miss our drama filled talks, I don’t really do much gossiping these days.
By CamThePoet4 years ago in Confessions
Confessions to My Mom
Dear Mom, I don't really know where to begin. Last year, you told me about your neighbor's anger that her mother had sold you her house. You described, in detail, the tears coming down the woman's face as she saw her inheritance turned over to a stranger. You told me you didn't want me living in that resentment. You didn't want me spreading stories of your betrayal to whoever you sold the house to. "I don't want anything like that between us," you said, "you'll tell me if you have a problem, right?" And I told you I would. But, like I said... I don't know where to begin.
By Molly Marjorie4 years ago in Confessions
Promising Young Woman
Dear mum, I’m depressed. It feels a bit weird to spell out those scary monstrous words without gaslighting myself or pretending I’ve got it all under control, or the looming fear of judgement hanging over my head. And even though I’m currently scribbling these words on a piece of paper, and the paper couldn’t possibly talk back, still I’m scared, my heart is currently beating with anxiety and I feel naked.....and vulnerable.
By Damilola4 years ago in Confessions
I Should Have Told You
Dear Mom, Years have past since I've seen your face. The last time I talked with you we both said things we wish had been left unsaid, but in the moment we used words like ammunition. I knew which words hurt you the most, the ones that dug deeper than any bullet could. We screamed and yelled at one another until I was sure that I had won, reveling in your silence. Mom, it has now been years since I have seen you face and I find myself missing it more each day.
By Jared Schellenberg4 years ago in Confessions
I've never said this out loud.
Hi mom, I've never said this out loud before, but I don't like you. I can't escape the fact that I love and care for you. It is a part of me—you've instilled it so. But the more I grow up and navigate all the complexities of life you tried so hard to shield, the more I'm realizing how ill-equipped I am to face them.
By Jenny Kim4 years ago in Confessions
Because Of You...
Hey Mom, So, I have to confess, you were right all along; about everything. I'm sorry for never listening, I really should have known. So many times you were exactly right, and sometimes I actually did realize it at the time, but I still didn't listen. I guess I never did grow out of being a know-it-all. The big one though, was when you begged me not to marry him. I knew damn well you were right, but I was so sure that I could "fix him" and that he just needed "the right woman" and more so, that I was that right woman. And I let pride get in the way and was too embarrassed to call it off.
By Sarah Beaumont4 years ago in Confessions
Mom, I Read Your Love Letters. Top Story - June 2022.
I learned about the place I was forbidden to explore when I was in elementary school. "Don't go in there!" you shrieked, higher pitched than normal, when you turned and saw me sitting over your bottom bedside drawer, peering inside. Your static movements, and the way your body fought to hold itself back from lunging forward and grabbing me, told me I'd crossed a line I ought not to have crossed.
By Lissa Bay4 years ago in Confessions
