"Or maybe YOU'RE supposed to be where I AM."
Do you have any idea how utterly ridiculous that sounds? I, a fourteen year old...I'm supposed to pack up everything and move to MEXICO...sim
Every time I ask you why you're leaving me, you give me the same answer:
"I can't explain it! Why do you keep asking me the same question over and over??"
Because I'm not getting a fucking answer, Mom! You haven't even tried to explain all this shit to me!!!! TRY! But I'm not stupid, Mom. Really, I'm not. I know why you "can't" explain it (won't explain it)...maybe it's because you left dad for another man.
I just want you to realize that no matter what your job is, no matter who you're with, no matter where the fuck you're living, you'll NEVER be happy with your life because you cannot accept things the way they are. You are a mother. You have a daughter and a family. You have a home. And no, it will never be perfect. It will not be a dream. But you can't just skip out on the one person who needs you the most (ME. Apparently, that's a difficult concept for you to grasp). No matter where you are or what you do, you will not be happy. It's not what's around you mom, it's what's inside you. I don't like what's inside you.
I mean, it's not really something we can all relate to. I think you should send it, but you might want to cut out the swear words. Lol. I'm just really sorry about all this. I hope everything gets better for you. And you know I'm here, right?
