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A letter to my mom that i will never give away... ๐Ÿ’Œ๐ŸŒธ
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You know what's most interesting? In our world, where everything can be discussed, put on display and shared, there are things that I will never dare to show to anyone. One of these treasures is a letter to my mother, which I will never give to her. Why? Because it is too personal, too sincere and... too deep. For someone it may be just a set of words, but for me it is a bridge between us, my small, tender revelation. ๐Ÿ’ญ
And now pay attention! This letter is not at all as you might imagine. I am not going to share any dramas or tears in it. There are no heartbreaking phrases in this letter, no confessions about how something in the past hurt me. On the contrary, it is filled with light laughter, questions that have remained in my head for many years, and dreams of what I will one day tell my mother. ๐ŸŒŸ
A letter that I will never give away, but perhaps someday I will read out loud - to understand that it is never too late in life. After all, no matter how hard we try to hide our feelings, they always burst out, albeit at the most unexpected moments. โœจ
But here's the whole point. We women often think that men are withdrawn, cruel guys who do not understand what is going on in our souls. We ourselves do not always understand what is happening to us. However ... you men also have your stories, just like we do. Perhaps you have letters that you will never show to your mothers, sisters, or those who are important to you. ๐Ÿ’ฌ
Maybe you should do this? ๐Ÿค”
I can imagine some of you reading my words and thinking, "What the hell?" But trust me, we all have our own unspoken feelings and secrets. We're just all afraid to open up. But maybe you don't need to tell the whole world first. Maybe you just need to admit to yourself that what's hidden is important. ๐Ÿ—๏ธ
So, my letter to my mom, it's not about upsetting her or making her life harder. It's about letting her know: I'm an adult. I'm ready to accept her for who she is, and I'm ready to accept myself for who I am. With this letter, we may become closer, even if it stays locked in my drawer. ๐Ÿ’–
And in the end, who said we all have to be open books? Maybe a few pages should remain hidden. So what? Everything has its time. โณ
So, dear men, tell me, do you have letters that you will never give away? Or maybe you have long since learned to share this? ๐Ÿ’Œ
Nastyaโค๏ธ

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