Chapter 5- Mom and Dad

15 1 0
                                    

Dear mom and dad,

I am sorry for being a terrible daughter. I want you all to know that this isn't your fault. I just wasn't strong enough to live. I remember when you all would go out to bars every weekend. Never spent time with us. I understand why.. You all would leave us with Coey, our 14 year old babysitter. You all would have to go work from 8am to 9pm. Our grandparents had to raise us most of the time. I missed my mommy and daddy. I know Dylan did too. But I guess we were not enough for you all. You all would come home drunk and get Coey drunk. And who was going to take care of us then? Nobody! I love you all, but the things that you all would do, were unacceptable with two young children running around. But we couldn't stop you or change the past. I hope you all give Dylan the attention he deserves. Without me, money will be better, you all can have the things that you want. I think we all know that the world is easier without me. Finances will be better without me in your life. We all know this. I really hope you all have a beautiful life without having a stupid, gay daughter. I know Dylan will love to be an only child. He could take over my room. He could have extra things. He can do so many things without a sister holding him back and being so protective. He will be able to spend time with his family. He won't be called trashy, fat, ugly, and even more. He is a boy. They won't put him down like others had. All he has to do is throw a few punches and boom! It's over. He will have a family who will pay attention to him...
So Mom, Dad, Dylan... I am so so sorry for everything. I am sorry for being gay. Sorry for being fucked up in the head. Sorry for being a bother. Sorry for not having a happy life. And I'm sorry it had to end this way. But this is my only option... The ropes, blades, pills, and gun, represent my ending. I will see you all again one day. And remember none of this is your alls fault. None of it! I just couldn't deal with it anymore. Thank you for the last bit of love you all could give. I love you all so so so much. But I have to go now.

Goodbye.... Forever...
Delilah

Delilah's SuicideWhere stories live. Discover now