I used to get upset at the thing that you did. Nowadays it just seems as if it is everyday life. Nothing you do surprises me. But why? Why do you hate me? Why do you want to see me fail? On top of everything I always wanted a mother that I could admire. I wanted a mother that would be oroud of me. I wanted so badly to lean on you and get your support. The harshest words I could muster was the fact that I don’t like you. Bc you are my mom, I would nvr want to be disrespectful to you. I want you to love me. To treat me as if I am your own child bc I am. I had to ask if you even wanted me when you had me? Your numerous calls to CPS and even APS showed the people that I was struggling. People wonder why would my own parent treat me so bad. You get people involved for them to only see that I struggle with no help. Do any of them feel bad for me? All they see is my struggles and wonder why there isn’t more help for me. You continue to call on me with false allegations. How is that helping your life? Your existance in your own life. You’re actually showing people how crazy you really are. You would rather watch my demise rather see my triumphs. I love me, and there are noways around that. Daily I am prouder of myself bc I can show you how much I don’t need you. My struggles aren’t in vain. Daily I live a life that I can be proud of me; not worrying abt others. Life is always worth living.