Dear Mom,
It’s okay if I make a mistake. I would learn from it and grow from there. Yes, I know you love me and would hate to see me spend a second of my life in regret, but staying in your embrace and under your watchful gaze for too long may harm me. Because rather than growing a tough skin for the world out there, I’ll be cocooned in your own. I need to learn to walk, mom, so please let go of my hands and just watch me do it. I need to taste the bitter consequences of my actions, so please be prepared to watch me go through pain. I need to be the woman you would be bold enough to boast about. So allow me to bear the cross of my responsibilities.
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