Thank You, Mom
Trying to explain to my mom that her baby girl didn’t want to live anymore is the hardest thing I have ever done. Trying to explain how hurting myself brings me so much relief is incredibly challenging. My mom didn’t understand, and I didn’t either. We fought and we cried together, but we also healed together. That was four years ago. Now I am off at college and on my way to becoming a doctor. My mom is best friend and biggest cheerleader. If I hadn’t had the strength to reach out that day, I don’t know where we would be today. I don’t know if I would be alive today. So, thank you mom. Through the bad and the ugly you pushed through and so did I. I love you, mom.