I had an emotional whirlwind while taking the train this morning. I had to write down everything i felt (did not bother hitting the backspace), and wanna say to my mom--if i had the courage... And here it goes:
It's not like i dont want to give you money, it's just that i cant at the moment. If i had a choice, i wouldnt ask you for anything. I know you are wondering why im working at a job that has low pay, or what im actually studying; but to be honest, i dont know how to tell you. I dont know how to tell you how much i love the arts and that is where my heart is. I know making money is important, and i know i should find something more stable.
In a perfect world, you will accept my decisions. But for now, i do not have the courage to tell you anything. Do you care? If you know, will you try to stop me? That is what im most afraid of, and that is why im not sharing anything with you.
I want to be the best daughter you imagined me to be. Right now, i cant be the stable 9-5 kind of human being. I can just be the 10-6 type of crazy artist you disagree with. I hope i can tell you one day, and you will accept me for who i am.
I wish you can be proud of me.