“I’m Not Pulling Away — I’m Becoming”
- Daughters of India
- Jun 10
- 2 min read
A letter from a daughter to the parent she still needs, even when she can’t always say it out loud.
I know you feel it — the space between us growing wider.
The silence over dinner. The closed door. The quick “I’m fine.”
I feel it too.
Some days, I want to crawl back into the warmth of your hug. Other days, I need to walk away just to hear my own thoughts.
I’m not being cold. I’m not ungrateful.
I’m growing.
I Still Love You — Even When I Roll My Eyes
There are moments when your voice annoys me, your questions feel too much, and I’d rather be with friends or alone than at home.
But then there are moments when I crave your voice—your stories, your comfort, your approval.
I might not always say “thank you,” but I notice everything.
You still matter. So much.
The World Feels Loud. And I Don’t Always Know Where I Belong.
Social media tells me I have to look a certain way.
School tells me I have to achieve more.
The world tells me to be bold, kind, smart, thin, driven, obedient, beautiful—but not too much of anything.
Sometimes I lose track of who I am trying to be.
And when I feel lost, I don’t always ask for help.
But that doesn’t mean I don’t need it.
I’m Not Pushing You Away. I’m Figuring Out Who I Am.
You taught me to speak up.
So now I’m trying.
Sometimes I’ll get it wrong.
Sometimes I’ll push too hard.
But this, too, is part of growing.
I’m learning how to be alone without being lonely.
How to say no and mean it.
How to make decisions and live with them.
How to exist in the world without apologising for it.
That’s not rebellion. It’s becoming.
What I Hope You Remember
I may not always open up, but I still want you to ask.
I need space, but also need to know you’re there when I’m ready.
I want you to trust me—even when you’re scared.
I need your love, even when I pretend I don’t.
I want to be seen for who I’m becoming, not just who I used to be.
Please Don’t Stop Being You
Keep waiting up when I’m out late.
Keep making that chai just the way I like it.
Keep asking about my day, even when I say “nothing happened.”
Keep showing up—even if I don’t always say the words.
Because even as I grow into someone new,
I still carry pieces of you.
Your love is my anchor—even when I feel far away from it.
💛 At Daughters of India, we believe in this sacred in-between —
That space between the child your daughter was, and the woman she is becoming.
We are a platform where girls and mothers grow together,
where stories heal,
and where love is not measured in how close we are,
but how deeply we hold each other through change.
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