As far back as I can remember there has been an underlying feeling of doubt when it came to my relationship with my parents. At first I thought I was just imagining these feelings of uncertainty, until one day I walked past my parents room and overheard their conversation. Of course I knew eavesdropping was wrong, but when I heard my name being mentioned my curiosity got the better of me. I pressed my ear up against the door and listened carefully, what I heard next came as a blow. "Sure Sunny's a good kid and all, but its not the same as having a son."
"No matter how we raise her, it won't change how I feel. I'll still be disappointed over
Hey, I bet you weren't expecting me. How have you been? It's been such a long time since we have talked. I hope you are doing good. It feels like a lifetime since we last talked. I'm glad to see you are still active and enjoying drawing!