Now that you’ve erased us in your life, I hope you’ll be happy. No more stress in looking out for us. Less expenses. Less hassle. Surely life’s gonna be way way lighter.
Remember that we are just daughters. She is still our mother. Whatever sacrifices you’ve made for this family, she’s made them for all of us years before.
At this point, my best option is to just die. To kill myself. But I love my mom. And I will never leave her. Whatever mistakes she did or whatever things she said, I will never leave her like she did. I love her and I will fight just to give her everything she needs, everything that I can give. She’s getting old. And she needs extra care and extra love and more respect. She doesn’t deserve to be treated that way.
I don’t know how it happens. One day I have amazing friends who I talk to everyday. And the next day they’re not talking to me anymore. Leaving me without any idea of what I actually did wrong.
Sometimes I just want to kill myself. Thinking that everything about me is wrong. Because I can’t figure out what specifically is wrong. And because no one ever told me. Or because I don’t remember ever doing anything wrong. So maybe it’s just me. Everything about me. Or anything about me.