Dear Mum,
First of all I know damn well you didn't want me to move back, but I hardly had a choice and I didn't want to in the slightest either! Still I have and you were the one who told me to come back home in the first place when Chris "dropped the bomb". We never have got on very well, then when I moved away things between us improved so much I thought you'd finally accepted that I am now an adult and I need to live my own life. It's just been us two for as long as I can remember, so I know damn well that it must have broken your heart when I moved away, but I had to, I was verging on suicidal living down here with everything that had happened and I just had to get away, I thought it would be my magical solution and it was for a while. You really have no idea how much I'm hurting from what's happened with Chris. I feel like my world has ended and at the moment I'm pretty much living because I need to take care of Misty. I know its sad to say it but it's true, she is my reason for living at the moment. I'm trying my best to pretend the depression has gone away or that it isn't affecting me, every day I have to put all my effort and strength into just getting through the day without breaking down! It would be so easy to just end it all and sometimes I wish I could.
So what if I asked you to take me to the job centre as you're off work? You could have said no.
And so what if I suggested we get the shopping from asda while we were there to get petrol anyway? Seriously?!
Also please, please, please PLEASE stop making your snide remarks about money. I am trying SO hard to get a job and you know this! You even complain about the amount of interviews you take me to/I have to pay train fare to get to. You make out as if I'm demanding you spend money on me, when actually I'm just trying to make sure we have food in so I can cook for you...
I've had enough heart ache recently with mine and Chris's 7 year relationship going down the drain, I really really can't handle you having a go at me now over the most stupid things.
You asked me to put my rubbish in the bin, fair enough I should have done it quicker, but when I moved in I had to clean to make the place functional...
Your heart broken daughter, trying to heal herself but currently failing miserably...
xXx