• Dear Mommy,

    by  • July 29, 2015 • * Safe for Work *, Parents • 0 Comments

    I don’t even know if you remember you have a child sometimes. You barely stay in the house anymore. Your always out with some guy. Sometimes another guy. I wonder if you will just leave one day. Like pack up and leave me with grandma in this house with all these bills. I seriously think that you hate my guts for some mysterious reason. I have no idea what it could be but I don’t like it. The tone in your voice makes me cringe and hate you for it and I don’t want to hate you ma. I love you with all my heart. But I wish you were nicer to me. I don’t even do anything. I feel like just having to look at me makes you pissed and I get scared that one day the yelling will stop. The tone in your voice that makes me cringe will silence. I won’t see you anymore because you will no longer be here.

    -Your 13 year old depressed little girl

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