Dear Amy

Dear Amy,
This is my first letter and probably my last one. I share with you a woman’s life. My life. First of all, it’s a wife’s life: I have to be caring for my husband, your father. I couldn’t do anything that would contrary him. I fell in love with him but it wasn’t a mutual love. I gave him a lot of love and attention but he cheated on me many times. It destroyed me. I lost my faith in him and in men. I was an abandoned wife. I concentrated on you, Amy, my dear daughter. I expected that both of the parents would take care of the children. But It wasn’t the case at all. As soon as you were born, your father abandoned us. We were alone. I also took care of your education, I feed you and pamper you. Your father was an onlooker in your life. For me I was just a simple nurse but for society I was a perfect mother. Some years passed and my parents were at the end of their life, They weren’t autonomous anymore. They became dependent on me. I have to take care of them until their death. I saw them die and I couldn’t do anything. For me I was just a nurse but for society I was a perfect daughter. 
I lived for others. Altruism was my motto and is the motto’s women. I didn't have time to think about myself. I always did what they asked me to do. I abandoned every possible dream because a woman can’t have fun or work or live for herself. I want things to progress, I want women to become autonome, to live for themselves and not for other people. Amy, I want you to be one of them. I don’t want you to live what I’ve lived all my life. Be free, change things, I beg you. Save yourself, save Women. 

I love you.

Your dear mother.