Mom & Dad

Mom & Dad-

Do you remember that day two weeks ago when we were at Grandma's and we all got in an argument about dating vs. courtship? Yea. You want to do the whole courtship thing, i understand. You want to find a good guy, have him over for dinner a few million times over 4 years and be there when he proposes. Sounds like a plan. But you're gonna have to count me out. No way in hell am i letting you or mom have anything to do with who i hang out with, date or marry.

Your marriage is falling apart, you don't truly love, respect, trust or honor each other. Why should i let you have any control over such a huge part of my life? Neither of you knows me at all, not just the unimportant stuff like my fave colors or artist i like, you don't know what matters to me. What i want to do with my life, even things like what i believe about God, church and family.

Why should i let people who know so little about me have control over who i marry? Oh and by the way, those guys that you do approve of? You know the nice, responsible, boring ones that don't have opinions on anything except Sovereign Grace doctrine? You know, the ones that smile and nod and act like i'm being cute whenever i express an opinion. What the hell is with that?

Yea. "Not my type" doesn't even begin to cover it. You want to know why i don't tell you about the guys i date? Why i never bring guys home? Because you don't approve of the guys i like. Guys that are great, strong Christians, but maybe have a different view of life than you. Guess what? Just because they may have different goals in life, or a different plans, doesn't mean they aren't even more amazing than they guys you like.

Screw you. i'm gonna do what i want cause i know me, and whats best for me, way better than either of you do. It's a fact. Ask anyone else and they can tell you all about me, but you wouldn't recognize the person they're talking about because i can't be myself around you. You don't let me. When i try you make fun of me, belittle whats important to me, and make me feel like everything i've done for the past two years is worthless. It isn't, but you don't see that.

What the hell. i don't give a damn. Do what you want, but if you try to force me to date a guy you picked out, it's not gonna happen. i'll be gone long before it comes to that.

You both did this, this is your fault. If you have ever even once tried to get to know me, really know me, it wouldn't have to be this way. But you didn't. Now it's too late, you can't fix this.

Signed,

Your Daughter