You've always been a great role model for me, working so hard to get where you are now. I hope you see how hard I'm working, so you don't have to worry about me anymore. I want you to be able to sleep peacefully at night, knowing your daughter is okay. Better than okay---that I can handle myself even after everything has gone to hell. I want you to know that when the crap hits the fan, I'm going to be fine, regardless.
I know that this is not what you imagined for my life. I know that it took a while for my sister to get it through your head that I was not well enough for all the great things you imagined for me. I know how much of a disappointment this all has been. But I know you're still proud of me, and amazed at the work I've been able to do because of it. You always said I had a gift with words, and now I'm really putting that gift to good use. I know that even though it's not success in the conventional way, you see me as a success.
And it was your words, more than anyone else's, that helped me pick up the pieces after things had gone wrong. "It's not the mistakes we make, it's our recovery from them that counts. It's not what happens to us, it's how we deal with it that matters."
Thanks for being there, Dad...
Your daughter.
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