I really shouldn’t write blog posts when I’m sitting here bawling my eyes out.
How is it that a few words can be so hurtful?
Do I take things too much to heart? Perhaps.
I know every family has it’s ups and downs. And I know that there are people out there who are going through so much worse if not more.
But how many times can I only be one parent’s daughter? What kinda conception does that make me? Or did the stork just drop me off?