Dear someone,

you know, I'm not proud of most decisions I've made in the past. I often acted without thinking and sometimes risked alot more than I should.
But I thought, I really believed at least you, the person in my life who knows me best, would understand how I am and like me for who I am. I expected you to tell me, not anyone else, when you're not satisfied with my actions. How am I supposed to know whatever I did was wrong, wihtout anyone telling me it was?

I really thought you'd understand, or at least tell me if you don't.