I want you to know...
Dear Jasmine, I know you are home and I could just spend some time talking with you, but sometimes neither of us is in the mood to communicate with the other. Part of what I want to achieve with this blog is having a way I can reach out to share my thoughts and feelings with you a bit. I do this because I want you to know I am thinking about you, and because, I hope, that you will use these writings as a reassurance of those feelings. When I was growing up, I always felt like everything I did wasn't good enough. I remember how I always felt like I had screwed up in some way and how I would focus on that to the exclusion of everything else. It didn't matter how many compliments I got or how well I did, if I didn't do the best out of everyone or I heard a criticism, I felt like a failure. Over time I stopped caring because I felt like no matter what I did I wouldn't be any good, so why bother trying. Over more time that feeling only grew worse because as time went on,...