Dear Mother,

I walked in on you crying...I don't want you to cry. Is it because of me,that you were? I know your losing hope,and so am I...I shouldn't deserve a cheer since I'm broken. I feel a ball of emotions in the pit of my stomach right now,and I do not know what to do. As you walked into the bathroom and blasted your music I know you were ( Read more... )

Dear Mother,

I am sorry. As I drown in my self-pity I am blinded by the pain of others and the burden that I have become. Having deep depression does not just come and go,it stays for me and it is true that misery loves company. I had no intention of hurting you and I had not seen the monster...more like nightmare that I now am. I will try to ( Read more... )