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My mom wants to kill herself, and I don’t know how to tell her not to. Her reasons make sense, and I’m so tired of constantly monitoring her every word (because I don’t live with her) and making sure my younger siblings are safe around her. I love her with all my heart, I just don’t know how to make her want to live. I’m 17 and I’ve lived through two of my mom’s suicide attempts and her constant self-harm. She had four kids by the time she was 22 and had them by herself. Since then, my siblings and I are spread out everywhere. Me, because it was my choice. My siblings because they felt like they needed to leave too. Except now my mom feels like a loser and says that she’s only screwed up our lives (which may be slightly true; she’s always had men in and out of our lives and drugs, and poverty, etc.). But she taught us well, and we’ve turned out to be really good children. She feels like we don’t need her, and no one else will talk to her. She also has split personality disorder, which has only recently been acting up. So, now I don’t know if I’ll be waking up in the morning with missed phone calls from her, pleading for help and then I find out she’s dead. I’ve been planning her funeral, because I’m scared no one else will. I’m scared no one will know when she’s gone. But I want everyone to know, and I want them to know that it was their fault because they wouldn’t listen to her. And I want them to know that I blame myself too, because I left, and started a chain reaction. Leaving was the best decision I’d made in my entire life, but it was also the worst. Now, I’m constantly thinking about what that phone call will sound like. The “your mom just killed herself” call.

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I played with my mom’s bod during my high school days she was all broken back then her parents died one after other in the same year after that my dad cheated on her and we left him to live in her parents house there I used to blame her for our situation and me frustrated would always end up arguing with her untill she gets into tears and accepts her defeat that made me felt bad later but the same would happen again after a day or two one after another argument made me felt as a superior male over her in the house that made me felt as a dominant one over a broken submissive female that soon made me want to get her ready for reliving my frustrations or for accepting me as a mating male in bed, as I kept winning such arguments frequently making her in tears surrender, one night i went into her bed late after she got asleep I and crawled under her blanket for the first few times I tried groping her I use to grab her b**bs she woke up scold me as I’m yours “fu**in mother you idiot” and go to the other room this happened alot of times but with every night I played more with her b**bs and then pinching and pulling her ni**les one night I slid my hand into her p*n*ty and rubbed her c*it as she tried getting up I grabbed her with the other are and my legs around hers she tried hard but I kept on moving ahead with what I was doing soon she got so wet she covered her mouth with her hands and started crying I could clearly feel her getting swelled up down there with every passing second more slippery sticky stuff coming out while she was in tears crying with one hand on her mouth and another one trying to pull my hand out but I kept f******** her roughly until I felt her cl*t pumping on my fingers, she cu**ed with shaking org**m. Right after that I left her she got up and went to the other room.

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