God, just take me.
I dont think I can recover after this.
You bring me that traumatic memories again and again.
Im so sick of feeling unworthy and lacking of everything.
I gave you the best, but it’s always not enough.
For years, you put my life in hell.
I never wanted to born this way, if you don’t want me to be a part of your family then why you decide to give a birth to this such a ungrateful daughter, you said.
I’m working my ass everyday, dealing with so many stressful thing that I never tell you because I dont want to give you any burden.
I never ask for anything, anything that even makes mother beg me to asking something as a gift on my birthday last year. She beg for me to wanting anything that I want because I never want you to buy me something.
Since I knew how to made money, I promise myself to gave you some of my salary and not even once I’m absent.
I try and try for my best, anything that I can do to help this family financialy.
But look at me now, look what I’ve got? A punch.
I pray to God, please just take me.
I can’t hold on anymore.