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Diary of Your Daughter
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FAMILY / FRIENDS Dear Mommy,
I'm utterly alone. Doesn't it hurt you to see your suffering child? They call me a loser, a brat, a retard. And brutally hit me like a target for practice. I have no privacy, no physical lock. But I do have secrets. A lock on these secret letters that I write. Some, in my head, others: here. And, you, Mommy, don't even try to stop these things. It's as if you don't care; as if you don't love me anymore. Do you love me, Mommy? Do you know how many times I think of suicide? Then it would be all over. And I wouldn't even tell you; or leave hints: You'd just stop me. Do you still love me, Mommy? 'Cause I still love you.
Goodbye,
Love always and forever,
Your Daughter~
This is really sad, very real emotion that has come from your personal experience. My friend had went through a similar situation and your words really touch both those who can relate and those who can't. Thanks for sharing.
Terri T