butterfly

I didn't know why I felt so guilty about my mom's passing, due to lung cancer. I just felt bad, so bad to where I even started getting depressed. it was hard enough taking care of my 2 little brother's, better yet, taking care of a grown man, Charlie, my step dad! I was sick of the way we were living, mentally. it's like we were all in this foggy haze, that led to nowhere. It was this terrible, ongoing battle between Charlie, my little brother's & mainly, the battle in my head.

This battle got so intense, where I was ready to just numb myself to it all, & end it for good.. but that thought... Those feelings.. they all changed when I found someone to love me.. even better, I went snooping through my mom's old things, that I just KNEW that Charlie was hiding from us, & I found some very interesting letters from my mother, Charlie, & even my own real father; All right before the passing of my mother.