It’s not that I don’t love you, because part of me always will, but...– self.
Someday I hope that you stumble upon this. I know that now you think the worst of me. And to be honest, I don’t blame you because I have done some shady things in the past. I have done what it takes for a mother to completely mistrust her child; so in the end, the blame is on me. In the end, after a year and a half of trying to make up for my mistakes and show you that I have changed, when...