Letter to my son: There was no one to protect you from me.

Margarita Skopeliti
3 min readMay 6, 2022

You were alone.

Photo by Hugo Veldtman from Pexels

So many times, I was hurting you not loving you.

I see this now.

I see it takes time and mistakes to find out how to love someone with the way best fit for him.

I hope to find the courage to admit in words facing you so that you can forgive me. Until then I am writing.

Margarita Skopeliti

In clinical research in the morning. In clarity research afterwards. Love reading and writing while drinking coffee. Grateful for your ko-fi.com/bymargarita