So we both have things we want to work on. For me, it'd be my perfectionism, my occasional {wishful thinking?} self-righteousness. For you? I know you worry that you're sometimes too distant, too removed, unable to be tender or nurturing. Well, I want to tell you-here in your father's house-that isn't true. You are not your father. You need to know that you are a good man, you are a sweet man, you are kind. I've punished you for not being able to read my mind sometimes, for not being able to act in exactly the way I wanted you to act right at exactly that moment. I punished you for being a real, breathing man. I ordered you around instead of trusting you to find your way. I didn't give you the benefit of the doubt: that no matter how much you and I blunder, you always love me and want me to be happy. And that should be enough for any girl, right? I worry I've said things about you that aren't actually true, and that you've come to believe them. So I am here to say now: You are WARM. You are my sun.
( Gillian Flynn )
[ Gone Girl ]
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