Bad Decisions-Personal Narrative

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Dear Danny,It really sucks that this is where you are in your life right now, but I guess that you have no one to blame except yourself. I know that you may disagree and that is okay, but in the end, regardless of the actions of other's you still made bad decisions. Those decisions ultimately led to your present situation. Perhaps one day, you'll learn to make better decisions and think about the bigger picture instead of just seeing the small details. I do have a few things to say to you. I know this letter will piss you off and believe me that is definitely not my intention. I know I could come visit you but let's face it, you haven't really been a good friend to me lately so there really isn't a point. And honestly, I really don't even want …show more content…

You have this diluted fantasy of the perfect life, but you have never realized that life doesn't always turn out the way you want it to. You have no control over that. Either things work or they don't. Either both sides try or they don't. You cannot row a canoe with one paddle. Have you ever thought that maybe you haven't met your soul mate yet or that there isn't one out there for you? Or maybe, just maybe, you're not ready for real, unconditional love because like I said above, you still act like a teenager so the only thing you'll ever experience is puppy love or infatuation until you develop further mentally. It means doing things you don't want to do without freaking out or throwing a hissy fit and actually being an adult about things. You have a son that needs a father, but you don't care. You only care about "having a life" but you don't seem to understand that your son should be your entire life. Things didn't have to be like this. You could have continued taking classes and you'd be so much closer to seeing your son, but you pissed that away.When you got out the first time you promised Brandon and me that you'd do the right thing, and I actually believed you. But, no

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