It’s so hard for me to see you unhappy. Really though, that’s an understatement. I can’t be happy if I don’t know for certain you are happy. I can’t get through the day without seeing you smile. And you hardly do that anymore. It’s eating me up inside and I can’t stand it but I
Read more →Hey Mom. I guess I never really thought about it. It was just something to accept. I mean, it didn’t hurt that you went off to photography school. It didn’t hurt that you spent at least 6 hours a day with your camera. It hurt that you took hundreds of thousands of photos of my
Read more →Dear Mom, I’m almost nine. My big brother’s two best friends are over. You get so drunk and threaten him with a knife, Dad has to call the cops on you. You stumble through our quiet neighborhood while I cry myself to sleep. Eventually, you crawl into my room and beg for my forgiveness. I’m
Read more →Dear Mom, I saw you swallow down so much pain and loneliness that seemed so well hidden until now. Now I am sixteen, still immature, but able to realize your situation. You left your country and family for some guy that ended up kicking you out. You dragged away your broken heart and empty pockets
Read more →I love you so much and I know that you love me back. But mom, you fucked up. 1st: You tried to shelter me the best you could. Took me to church every Sunday and made me believe in something you so adamantly relied on. You shoved the biblical words down my throat. I didn’t
Read more →Dear Mom, You are my best friend in the world. You have been the most wonderful mom any daughter could ask for. We have never had a fight even though I disagree with so many things that you do. I just don’t understand why you won’t leave. He is verbally and mentally abusive. He only
Read more →Dear Mother, I hate you! I hate you because you blame me for everything wrong in your life; I am your verbal punching bag, your dummy that is apparently supposed to take everything you give to me. I am supposed to be the daughter that makes everything okay, that is the adult, that is the
Read more →I hate you, i hate this, i hate how you couldn’t tell dad to his face that you were so unhappy and you wanted the divorce, and how you didn’t have the courage to tell it to his face instead you told your daughters first… Mom why the hell would you do that? you destroyed
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