Parents

Parents can make or break you.

I remember our early morning and lazy afternoon bike rides.

I remember the ice cream trips.

I remember you teaching me to learn to swim, to learn to drive.

The laughs, the movie and snuggle nights, the bedtime stories.

But what I remember most, is the constant screaming.

The constant feeling that I was and still am a disappointment.

That I didn’t follow through with anything.

That I didn’t do anything right.

That I wasn’t good enough for you.

Parents make or break you.

Mine broke me.