Dear Mom,
First, let me say sorry. Sorry for driving you crazy all those years that I insisted on being boy crazy. I am sorry I caused fights between us because I was in love with every boy I met. I hate those years, the ones when I didn’t think of you as a friend.
I hate looking back on those years. Those were the years I saw you as a crazy strict mom and not my best friend. I didn’t understand that life wasn’t all about boys. I was so obsessed with the idea of being in love and being loved by some silly boy that I forgot to form a friendship with you.
It took years for me to realize that you were only trying to protect me. It took me all those years to realize you were trying to protect me from getting hurt. You didn’t want some silly 8th-grade boy to break my heart so young. You also were just trying to protect me from embarrassing myself, which I did a lot. You had my best interest in mind the whole time.
I hated you for not letting me go to the roller skating rink on Friday nights. I hated that you didn’t let me go to those middle school dances. And I hated it even more when you did let me go to the skating rink, but you sat and watched me the whole time. I didn’t understand that you were only trying to keep me from making bad choices. I just thought you were over reacting and being crazy, but now that I am on my own at college, I realize you were trying to teach me a lesson. You were trying to teach me to be independent and strong. You were trying to teach me that I don’t need some silly boy to take care of me. You were also trying to teach me to be mysterious and to let the boys come to me.
You were just trying to take care of me. So let me finish by saying thank you. Thank you for protecting me and teaching me. Thank you for showing me that I don’t need some silly boy to make me happy. Lastly, thank you for being my best friend and loving me even when I drove you crazy.
Love,
Your No Longer-Boy Crazy Daughter




















