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Ongoing, First published May 20, 2017
Lo siento mamá, lo siento papá, siento haber sido una cobarde y no afrontar las cosas como debían de ser, hoy ya no estoy con ustedes, supongo que eso está mal, pero no me imaginaba una vida separados, cada uno por su lado, lamento darles este sufrimiento tan grande pero espero las cosas sean mejor así, y no, ninguno de los dos es el culpable, y no quiero que lo busquen, fue mi decisión, yo elegí esto, elegí no vivir el proceso de su separación porque si me daban a elegir con quien quedarme, simplemente no iba a saber, los amo a los dos, los amo infinitamente como no tienen una idea y sé que ustedes me aman o quizá en este momento me odien por provocarles tanto dolor, lo acepto, tengo miedo, después de esto no sé qué vaya a suceder, no sé si vaya al cielo o al infierno como todos dicen o quizá, simplemente deje de existir, quizá ya no sepa nada de mi después, pero si es así aprovecho esto para decirles que... 
Soy su hija mayor, pero no la única. Detrás de mí se queda un pequeño que tal vez me llore o tal vez no, pero llore o no yo lo amo, esta parte es para mi hermano Dave:
Te quiero tonto, siempre lo hice aunque mis acciones no lo demostraran, lamento dejarte solo con este problema, pero de verdad tu no aguantaste todo lo que me tocó a mí, tal vez loa separación de nuestros padres no te afecte tanto y bien por ti, de ahora en adelante disfruta tu vida y mi cuarto que pasara a ser tuyo como tanto querías, hermano te amo, cuídate mucho.
Papá, mamá es su turno de cuidar de él, yo ya no estaré para regañarle por ustedes, es turno de ponerle atención, ya no estaré yo para apoyarlo, ahora es su turno de ser verdaderos padres con él.
No les pido que me entiendan porque ni yo misma lo hago, solo elegí el camino más fácil para mí y no es necesario que lo digan, lo sé, soy una egoísta y una cobarde.
Espero puedan perdonarme, los amo.

Kate.
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