Dear Mom
Dear Mom,
I love you, but you hurt me. I just wanted you to accept me, not the idea of what you wanted me to be. I was never skinny enough, pretty enough, good enough. I know I will always be a dissapointment to you, but I have learned to accept that. The pain you put me through has made me a stronger person. With time, I have come to understand that you were hurting too. I'm sorry that you had a hard life, but I am not sorry that I've become the person I am today. I am strong, intelligent, beautiful, I am who I want to be.
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