I wish I could tell you what he did to me but, every time I hear you tell me I’m being rude and should be ashamed I treat him so terribly, I get scared that you’re going to call me a liar or say it was my fault. Why can’t you just see all the hints I’m giving you? I’m begging for you to notice. Maybe you do notice but you don’t care. Please just notice. All I’m asking for is a mom who will hug me and tell me “it was never your fault and will never be your fault.”. I don’t know how much more I can take. Please
