To my parents

I love you both, very dearly.
But I am probably a little too aware of your faults (although what 20 something isn't overly aware of their parents faults?). And I am certainly aware of more of them than you know...
Dad, I know about at least 2 of the women you slept with while you and mom were married. And I read those peices that you thought you'd deleted off of the PC you gave me, I wish I could make you all better with kisses and strong words like you did when I was very small.
Mom, I know you're far kinkier than you would have me believe, and I have a good idea about where you got alot of your insecurities. I sometimes wish you would tell me about your traumas, so that I can share mine with you and tell you that they're easier to overcome than you think. But neither of us are really the type to burden others with those details, so it seems unlikely that we ever will have that discussion.

I know other people think that I don't have much of a relationship with you dad, but I'm generally pretty happy with it. We don't share problems very often, and your idea of support is almost always to offer money, or a place to stay. But I enjoy knowing that you're a pillar of support to lean on when I choose to. And I love our philisophical, political, and scientific discussions.
Mom, you're awesome, in pretty much every way possible. I do, on occasion, wish that you'd quit it with the adivce already though :p