My dear,

It always seems like the moment you tell someone they will be great, that you’re sending them on a maddening lifelong quest for perfection. Like the moment you tell someone that they can be better than the rest they instantly start thriving to be that; better than the rest. And that they always stop at no ends to do so. Whether that be going without sleep, without food, or without love.

It’s like your sentencing them to be the best, or else.

There’s no heavier burden than great potential.

Falsely yours,