I love my parents to death, but I'm so angry at them for never teaching me to speak, read, and write proper [insert my first language]. I tell people I'm fluent because I would be ashamed to know any less. I mean, it's not completely FALSE. I can listen to pretty much everything (except some super "intellectual" stuff because of the vocabulary, but I think that's pretty normal in all languages, even English) and speak very well, but not as good as I wish I was. I wish I could say that I was fluent and meant it from the bottom of my heart. But I know it's not too late.


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01:55:00 AM