All I ever wanted was to make him proud.  To make him see me, really see me. My fears, my passions, all of my scars and constant need of approval. I never dared to speak my mind when I was around him, afraid of making him think I wasn't good enough, afraid of him losing his interest in me. All I did was fake smiles, laugh and agree to most of the things he said. All I did was try to show him I cared. All I did was wait for him to offer me validation and reassure me that I am still his baby, no matter what. One and only, dumb, worthless, scared and anxious baby.