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I hate myself


I’ve tried to kill my self three times. 

Inrefuse to accept that someone could love me because I hate myself. 

Except now I have 2 beautiful angels that I have been gifted with.

i believed in the man who was there for me then. He lied. He abanded and now it’s me, and these 2 beautiful angels. 

Everyday, I’m in love with these two beautiful children. 

Everyday, I am grateful for their health.

Everyday, I am grateful for their love. 

Everyday, I am grateful to be alive. 

To have known their love is to know love is real. 

The miracle of their smiles, their laughs, their hugs... make the world an amazing place. 

 

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