Mar 7, 2006, 04:30 PM
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I have a peaceful relationship with my parents. we respect eachother and get along nicely because of it. I don't generally have much to fight about with them, and I've never been the type to go on something like livejournal and say how much I hate them because they wouldn't let me go out with friends, or some dumb shit like that.
I can talk to them about a lot of things, but neither of them are my soul confidants. I do tell them things, but I don't tell them everything. it's also more so my mother that I would talk to about things with rather than my father.
sometimes I get a little disappointed in them and think they don't support what I want to do with my life, just because they don't seem to show much interest in going to gallery shows I'm involved in, or coming with me to university interviews instead of just dropping me off and picking me up later. I think maybe it has more to do with denial in that I'm their youngest child/only daugher and I'll be going out on my own next year instead of staying a little girl forever. I've heard from other people that they're proud of me, but sometimes you just want to know for sure and hear it from them.
I think they did a good job bringing me up, because even if I didn't agree with everything when I was younger, I'm happy with who I am now and I have them to thank for helping to shape who that is.
Jam it back in, in the dark.
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