Dear Mom:
I'm sorry you feel under-appreciated. That was never my intent. It's just that... well, you don't seem to understand me or even want to. I guess our relationship has been complicated for a long time. The funny thing is, I often feel like you don't even realize it... like you're oblivious to it. You think I am ungrateful, that I push you away, that I don't connect with you. But, I feel the same way about you. To be honest, I don't think you even really know me, what I am going through, or even who I am. Oh... I know you will say I can always come and talk to you. But, I just don't think you are that interested in listening to me. And, then when we argue... well... I admit I (sometimes) take it too far. But, I wish you could recognize you're feelings aren't the only ones that count.
I wish things could be different between us. Maybe one day they will. Possibly they won't. It's hard to say. But, Mom... I love you. Don't go away. Please...