To My Birth Mother

To My Birth Mother

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This is just some feelings I feel towards my birth mother at times that I can't tell her in person or over the phone because I don't have anyway to contact her and even if I do I still wouldn't have the guts to tell her face to face. This is more like letters to her. I never like talking about my feelings to people in person so I just write them down. It helps me a lot when I going through tough times in my life. Maybe some of my feelings I feel might be related to other people out there in the world. So, I can and want others to know that their not the only ones going through difficulties in their lives that can be sometimes hard to cope with it all alone. Well you are longer alone in this because I can relate and understand your feelings when it comes to toxic relationships. We can relate to each other. This is my first time showing people my writing or even my feelings. So please bear with me.............. AND I'M SO SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMATICAL ERRORS IN MY WRITING!!!
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Walking into an empty house is normal to me. I guess I got tired of saying 'I'm home' when nobody is home to reply. It wasn't always like this. I remember when our family was close. Now we don't see each other any more. We don't talk to each other. We don't eat with each other. We don't ACKNOWLEDGE each other. This all happened after my 'Mother' killed herself. My father blames me. This is my story about how I learned to not count on anyone else but myself. I'm broken. I'm used. No one can fix me. But when the New Boy in town tries to fix me, everything will change. Good change or Bad change, I don't know. Only time will tell. I want to enter this story in the #Wattys2015 please help me out and vote and comment on my story. I'll really appreciate it!!! #Wattys2015 COPYRIGHTED © 2014 BY Anallely ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ®

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