I don't know how else to say this. no other words can come to my mouth other than the ones you hate the most.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I'm a mistake. my existence was an accident.
I'm sorry that I've disappointed you in more ways than I can count on my fingers.
I'm sorry that I'm not like the perfect girls you see on the streets.
And in the movies.
And at the parties.
I'm sorry that my I.Q is below 0.
I'm sorry for all the pain I've caused you.
Maybe you would be better off without me.
Maybe my sister can make up for the things I lack.
It doesn't feel right to call you mom.
Mom's deserve to be proud of their child's achievements.
And I have nothing for you to be proud of, and for that I am very, deeply, sorry.
