Dear mom,
I am writing a letter for you. I'm sorry for not being good enough for you. I do try my hardest but you continue to bring me down. I tell you about my hopes and dreams. But you don't care. You care about the stranger in your bed. More than me but I forgave you. You're my mom. I remember when you used to beat me but I forgave you. You're my mom. When you said I was fat and ugly, I forgave you. You're my mom. When you told me no one would ever love me, I forgave you. You're my mom. When you told me to I was worthless and you should have aborted me...I forgave you. You're my mom. When you told me I should have ended my life... I forgave you. You're my mom. As much as I want to hate you. For the stuff you caused throughout the years, I still have the nerve and call you my mother. You kicked me out when I was only nine and took my clothes and told me to wear a trash bag. You took pictures of me and laughed at me and posted them on Facebook. I remember everything and I still love you..
-Your daughter
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