Iv never felt so alone in my entire life. The last month iv been through hell and back, and the one person who’s suppose to be there for me hasn’t been,.. Introducing my mother. Clearly a baby meant more to her than her own daughters health and wellbeing. My amazing mum has also just told me that she’s had to “cope” with me since I was 15… Mums don’t cope it’s there Job to be there. I’m so very fucking sorry I’m not perfect. I’m so sorry that I have depression. I’m so sorry I don’t have hair. I’m so sorry I’m not pretty and perfect like my sister. I try my god damn hardest with this woman, cos even though she doesn’t love me I love her. I try buy her affection.. Clearly it doesn’t work. Maybe I should just stop. Maybe I should have just fell to sleep permanent under the general anaesthetic.
