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Dear Matthew,

Remember when I told my dad I wanted to pursue acting as a genuine income dependent career?

You remember what he said?

"You're never going to get anywhere with that sweetie. Only the big time talents make it"

He said it so easily, like he didn't care if it hit me where it would hurt. Like he had no hesitation or hindering thought to how it would make me feel.

The words rolled right off his tongue.

He didn't believe in me, care to encourage me or stop to think of how I felt.

Not once.

You encouraged me in everything I did and forced me to keep my head tall and smile, to carry on and strive for better. You believed in me when nobody else would. My dad especially.

That was until you left; without a single word.

You left me here, also hurt so easily.

You too, didn't care if it hit me where it would hurt.

You also had no hesitation or hindering thought to how it would make me feel

Thanks Matthew; for being yet again, another man in my life to break me and disappoint me.

Love Ivy.

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