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Jul 2013
I should be more excited
but this is all too scary.
My parents are proud
and I'm thinking why?
Why didn't you stop me when I was 18?
Why did you support me all these years?
Whenever I needed anything, you never said no.
How come you didn't think this through? The hurry that I'm now into.
You are so happy.
Don't you see I'm terrified?
I'm don't feel ready for the real world yet,
and there you are, taking pictures of it all.
I should be mad at you for putting me in such a stress;
for never letting me give up.
You should've let me quit when things got hard.
You shouldn't have told me that I was capable of everything.
But whenever I had doubts you were there to erase them,
and now here I am,
starring my life long dream
and this is all your fault.
I'm afraid.
Afraid that I'll never be able to thank you enough.
To my parents. Who have always been there for me, for being my role models and for encouraging me for always wanting more. Although I'm freaking out about graduation, there are not enough words to thank them for letting me always catch my dreams. Now Iยดll have to et used to them introducing me as their daughter, the doctor.
Camila
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Camila  32/F/Mexico
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