"It's fine", my mom said tonight. When all these years I've been trying so hard not to fail her.

It's fine, even if I don't excel.
Fine, even if it is my bare minimum.

Tears started to fall down on my face. Now, the only person I need to ask for forgiveness was me.

"Sorry", for putting too much pressure you almost break apart.
Sorry, because of me you couldn't fully enjoy each moment of life.

I should've taken it easy for you. I shouldn't have killed your happiness with my expectations.

But it's fine, you can break free. Fine 'cause you don't need to chase anymore.

I'll be with you through the process. Finally, you can sleep peacefully at night.

You'll wake up without a load on your shoulders. You won't have to rush to reach those goals.

Heal. Then, someday you'll be fine.

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