Part 3: I'M THE PROBLEM

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my mom told me I am her problem.
you know what's the first thing came in my mind?

I thought how should I die, do I slit my wrist or drink some poison or maybe jump in a building and sbould I leave a note.

many thoughts came like does she really know what she's saying? she's triggering me, does she not know? she is so insensitive.

and yet, she doesn't know why I don't hug her. she only loves money. she treats you depending on your bank account status, how successful your in life. unfortunately, I don't have it.

I've lost it. my dream, my goal in life is gone. I don't have the strength to wake up in the morning. everyday is a torture.

I sometimes ask myself what is my purpose? why am I here?

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