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Question. Why do children seem so often to end up like their parents? Why does an environment slowly creep into you until one are a mirror image of them? Why can't a person grow up to be an individual, unlike any other?
It seems that hind-sight is also the best sight, like they say.
All I can do, is be like my dad. I am so damn stubborn to the point of I have to be right, that all I can do is upset him. I will argue a point where there was no question/debate. God I need to change. I want to change. How long will it take until I am actually more like my own person? I wish I could just step outside myself and watch myself talk, and then when I start being a dick, just smack the shit out of myself, because apparently from the inside, I can't hear it.
I can see that I am lucky though. I may be a dick and stubborn, but at least he sticks by me, and he understands that I am trying to change and he is trying to help me along the way.
Aside from the emo, there are so many things I do not know. I wish I knew. Not fears and such, but I just wish I knew the answer to 'what if?'. It would save a lot of time and effort. I like finding out I suppose. It can sometimes be great to figure it out as you go, as long as there is someone there with you. Another luck of mine. I have someone to be with me there when I figure out all the things that I do not know, and I always will. It's wonderful.
Thanks, sweetheart. Thanks for being you, and being there. I need you, and I love you. Thanks for being my baby. <3
It seems that hind-sight is also the best sight, like they say.
All I can do, is be like my dad. I am so damn stubborn to the point of I have to be right, that all I can do is upset him. I will argue a point where there was no question/debate. God I need to change. I want to change. How long will it take until I am actually more like my own person? I wish I could just step outside myself and watch myself talk, and then when I start being a dick, just smack the shit out of myself, because apparently from the inside, I can't hear it.
I can see that I am lucky though. I may be a dick and stubborn, but at least he sticks by me, and he understands that I am trying to change and he is trying to help me along the way.
Aside from the emo, there are so many things I do not know. I wish I knew. Not fears and such, but I just wish I knew the answer to 'what if?'. It would save a lot of time and effort. I like finding out I suppose. It can sometimes be great to figure it out as you go, as long as there is someone there with you. Another luck of mine. I have someone to be with me there when I figure out all the things that I do not know, and I always will. It's wonderful.
Thanks, sweetheart. Thanks for being you, and being there. I need you, and I love you. Thanks for being my baby. <3