Perspective
I was just thinking about what happened when I got out of my first visit in the hospital. I think it would break my heart if my son said something that made me feel that way. I was and still am in a very bad place. I am trying to learn to be a good person who wants to live. I have been sick and I wanted my mommy to rub my feet and bring me soup and not be ashamed of me.
No reply required. I hope I don't stress you out anymore. You matter a lot to me and I love you NO MATTER WHAT!
Your crazy daughter.
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