
At first i wrote this book as 'goodbye' after I kill myself. I was ready to do it. I was selfish enough to do it. I wanted them to understand what was wrong. I wanted them to know that I (!) was messed up. That it wasn't their fault. But then something happened to my mum. And i couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't be that selfish. I had to take care of them. I am still messed up but alive for now.Todos os Direitos Reservados