Dear Mom,

Why did you tell me I was going to kill all my kids if I started taking anti depressants?

Ok, I know why, you thought any psychotropic medication is bad, but to tell an already upset person they’re going to kill their kids is not an appropriate way to voice your concerns. Did you have that little faith in me? Well, guess what? I was on it for 17 years and not once did I even raise a hand to any of my 8 children.

Furthermore, why didn’t you ever listen to me when i tried to tell you what the foster brothers were doing to us? Why did you just ignore me? You were supposed to protect me. I can’t even say any of it out loud, and it’s always there…hiding, waiting for the exact right moment to surface.

I know I shouldn’t speak ill of the dead, and I do miss you, but sometimes you just sucked as a parent. You’re ignore it and it’ll go away approach to things really caused a lot of problems.

Who is reading this every day???

I’m starting EMDR with my counselor. It’s suppose to help with dealing with traumatic events without having to relive them by talking about them. I can’t even say them out loud. I just want to get rid of these pesky negative thoughts.

Most relevant song lyric relating to my life right now: my problem is you make me melt and I don’t want to be frozen anymore.

oh and I got fitted for a bra today. I used to wear a 48DDD, now I wear a 34DDD wtf? I NEVER thought I’d wear a 34!