This has been the hardest time so far. Mom don't trust me anymore. Well, not like she trust me all this time.
But, being said like that in front of your face makes you heartbroken.
All this makes me consider to be far far away from this family. It's not like I'll be missed though. Rather, it's better if I'm out of their life and this world.
Yes, speak all you want. Speak it all. Tell me what's wrong with me. Tell me all. I know you like to see me suffer, right? You have other children. You can depend on others right? I'm not your favourite child. Just let me die.
Hurting,
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