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more important.

do you know how lucky you are to have you? you get to have you. it’s you: not someone bigger or smaller, dumber or smarter, no less cute, and exactly as interesting, intelligent and compelling. that’s who you get to hang out with all day.

why are you so mean to her? why do you ignore her? why do you shush her so you can watch tv and scroll? why don’t you take her places to see things and do things? why only leaving the house for and with others? why are you making her stay friends with all these people she doesn’t even like anymore? why aren’t you letting her interview for better jobs or try new hobbies she might like? she is so bored. why don’t you let her read any of those books you bought for her? why don’t you ever take her to exercise, which she’s been wanting to do? she keeps saying it. you can’t always be “too tired.” it’s getting old.

why giving all your time and energy to everyone else and nothing left for her? why so impatient when she’s trying to grow and heal? if she could do it any faster or any better, she would. she doesn’t like it taking this long either. and it’s weird that you deprive her of sleep and water. how do you expect her to stay looking young when she’s getting all dehydrated and no energy for fun things? also, you never let her wear the special outfits or fancy clothes in the back of the closet. why aren’t you going anywhere good so she can play dress up?

while you’re waiting for someone Very Special to come along and take better care of her, why don’t you give it a shot? there’s nothing more important you could possibly be doing.