Dear Mimi and Papa,
I feel compelled to address an important matter that has been weighing heavily on my heart. It seems that you have placed the blame on me for not exhibiting good manners and not reaching out to you. However, I believe that the responsibility lies on your shoulders. All I have ever wanted is to foster a relationship with both of you, yet after Granny passed, I found myself longing for support that never came. Instead of stepping up, you became increasingly absent, despite living just 15 minutes away. You could have visited me at any time, but it often felt as though I was the problem.
As I’ve grown older, I’ve come to realize that I was never at fault—you were. If you're wondering why I hesitate to hang out or invite you to events, it’s because I am fed up with how I’ve been treated. It’s crucial to remember that I am only 13 years old. Keeping this in mind, I urge you to consider the impact of any negative comments you might make about me; such remarks can deeply affect my feelings, and frankly, I don’t deserve that—no one does.
If this message hurts your feelings, I’m not apologizing because I am simply speaking my truth. I have reached my limit with being made to feel like I mean less than I do, and I hope you can understand where I’m coming from.
Sincerely,
[Your Name]