Dear Mom...

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You're my hero. I was an only child until I was eight and then the rest of the kids came. You spoiled me and I loved it. You told me I would always be your baby and that nothing would change. Guess you really did mean it...but some things just don't work out. I'm not blaming you for this and I hope you continue to read. I want you to know...when you left dad and I and even Michael....it broke us. We asked you why you wanted to leave us and your words on that night are still clear in my head. "I'm leaving because I can't live this life." I never really knew what you meant by those words but now I know. And I'm so sorry that we weren't the family you wished for. I thought I was your baby and your perfect daughter. Guess not. No one can be perfect. But God...and I know you're not religious. But I am. So that's probably why this is a poor choice on my part. Suicide is a sin. But I'm doing it anyway. I love you despite everything you've done to us. I love you but I'm still doing this. Goodbye!

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