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I was looking at my mum today in the car she was looking at me, I could tell by looking into her eyes that she was dissapointed in the person I have become, but I wonder to myself who exaclty that person was.

When she looks at me with her hateful hazel eyes, I just want to scream at her saying "I promise I am ok, I swear it!" but saying nothing.

It hurts so bad to know the women who gave birth to me hates me so much, but I will never dwell over it! I would force no one who diliked me to talk to me, but I wish to hurt no more than I already have.