Sunday, December 19, 2004

I want to tell you . . .

. . . that my feelings are important, that my dreams are important, that I am important. I want to tell you that I am not to be discounted, used, or ignored. I want to tell you that I deserve to be treated better than this. I want to tell you that last place is not good enough. I want to tell you that I am sick of hearing excuses. I want to tell you that actions speak louder than words. I want to tell you that I will not put my life on hold for the hope that I will be important in time. I want to tell you that my feelings are to be valued. I want to tell you that when you say you will do something, I expect you to do it. I want to tell you not to make decisions that affect me without me. I want to tell you that my feelings matter and that you are to stop telling me that they don't. I want to tell you that I am tired. I want to tell you that I have had enough. I want to tell you that I am strong. I want to tell you that I love you, but from this point forward, I love myself so much more.
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