Dear Mum,
Look, I’ve had some time to think.
Now that I have had an 11-year-old daughter of my own, I’ve had a karmic revelation.
I now realise in hindsight that I may have been a little bit trying as a young tween myself.
I could blame a lot of it on hormones, but I won’t. I’ll just admit that I was a bit of a handful. And come to think of it, your grey hair did start to appear around the time I turned 11…
So, let me start with saying sorry for:
1. My mood swings.
I’m sorry that I got irrationally angry at you when you simply requested that I shut the freezer after removing an ice block.
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This is merely one example of the times I overreacted to a perfectly reasonable request.
2. Using too much water.
I’m sorry that I used up all the hot water. No, really – considering my room was a dump, it must have baffled you that I could be physically so clean yet quite content to sleep in relative filth. I also remember we had a legitimate, state-wide water shortage during my tween years so thank you for letting me have my ‘hour of shower’ by not turning off the mains.
3. Using too much perfume.
I apologise for the suffocating deodorant. My memory is hazy but I believe I was quite fond of Impulse Musk which I sprayed upon my body quite liberally and quite often. You weren’t a fan of scents, of any kind, and I know that I must have actually assaulted your senses. For years.
4. My room.
I’m sorry for being messy. And a little unhygienic at times. My room really did resemble a rubbish dump most of the time. I cannot explain how I allowed this.I mean, seriously, you must have required a Hazmat suit just to enter and collect the dirty clothes I was too lazy to transport three metres to the laundry. I also thank you for deworming me with those chocolate squares when I needed them.