amy-elliott-dunne

Can you imagine, finally showing your true self to your spouse, your soul mate, and having him not like you?

My parents have always worried that I__ take Amy too personally _ they always tell not to read too much into her, And yet I can__ fail to notice that whenever I screw something up, Amy does it right: When I finally quit violin at age twelve, Amy was revealed as a prodigy in the next book. (__heesh, violin can be hard work, but handwork is the only way to get better!_) When I blew off the junior championship at age sixteen to do a beach weekend with friends, Amy recommitted to the game. (__heesh, I know it__ fun to spend time with friends, but I__ be letting myself and everyone else down if I didn__ show up for the tournament._) This used to drive me mad, but after I wend off to Harvard (and Amy correct those my parents_ alma mater), I decided it was all too ridiculous to think about. That my parents, two child psychologists, chose this particular public form of passive-aggressiveness toward their child was not just fucked up but also stupid and weird and kind of hilarious.