I’m Sorry [But, they still may have been after you].
I’m sorry that I was so afraid of your (my) shadow that I shut you (me) inside that apartment. Days melted into one another, subsisting on cheese, peanut butter and cigarettes. I held you back from reaching your full potential by convincing you that strangers sought to do us harm. You’ve turned out alright, despite my paranoia.
Let’s make an effort to raise more courageous children. Lest they find themselves imprisoned by their genetic inheritance.