I Am My Mother’s Daughter
Age 18, Fulton, New York
Growing up, I always wondered why you didn’t want to be in my life. I remember the many time I went up to Mom and asking her why you didn’t want anything to do with me.
As I got older, I learned I was much better off without you. You weren’t a good influence on me. You started saying hurtful things to me like: “You’re not even my daughter.”
I’m about to be 19, and, you’re still not here. But you’re always with my sister, your older daughter! I sometimes catch myself asking why I wasn’t good enough; why you wanted nothing to do with me. Now that I’m older, I know I’ll never need you because I’ll forever have Mom. You caused nothing but pain, but, I forgive you.