Mum is no longer here!
She passed away 4 months ago and I still can't believe it!
her funeral, the way she died, how the familly was stressing us, how we felt about it and the big responsibility I had to take on my shoulders...
all this things were killing me day after day. I wished I was the one dead and not Mum cause I knew it would be much easier for the family to accept.
I miss her so much, I think of her all the time, and I don't know what to do without her.
I kicked the bitch out of the house, I wanted her out of our life for a long time and I didn't know that I would be the one kicking her out! it's surprisingly satisfying!
My dad is getting on my nerves too! he has no tolerance towards his children who lost their Mum and he's treating me bad and I wish I had money to leave the house and start healing from all this!












