I was hurt deeply, which immediately presented as fierce anger rising within me, when you made a joke about me and Trump being similar while I was jokingly rebelling against hanging a curtain back up that had been taken down during a renovation job today. Because of course, I was going to help put it up. I can’t wrap my brain around the fact that we had just had a conversation earlier in the day about not judging people and that doing so says more about us than the person. And you turn around hours later and make a comparison between me and someone who is actively hurting millions of people without a care. I should not have to parent you, at this point, that that was an inappropriate comment and not something someone who claims to love me would say, even in jest. Especially when we have spoken about the kind of energy we want to put into the world and that our words matter. I’m hurt and disappointed that at this stage, you still aren’t paying attention to the words you speak and I’m not sure what drives these kind of comments. It’s something we’ve spoken about in detail that hurt me when I was younger – that I disliked being compared to others as a way to control my behavior. All I know is I’m hurt, but I’m also not willing to keep giving you energy and to remind you, when these are specific things we’ve spoken about. It’s a choice, one you keep making, and I don’t know what the goal of the comments are, but I’m unwilling to carry them. I’m releasing the anger and pain that comment created and I’m moving forward with the information you provided me by saying it, and the belief in my own identity and who I am. A comment like that would have sent me into a spiral and I’m really proud that today, I have tools to express myself and I’m not taking to heart something that isn’t truly even about me.

Love,
Eldest Daughter