You cannot let your mother's issues effect your self-worth

You are precious, beautiful, and wonderful. Life is very painful, but wishing you and your daughter were never born isn't solving the issue. You are here for a purpose. You are a gift to the world. You can overcome your thoughts of suicide and you can give your daughter a better life. I hope and pray that you understand that I'm not unusual.

I am not going to preach to you but I have found peace with Jesus Christ and I hope that you can find peace as well, even if it is through supportive people and/or a compassionate counselor/mentor.

Aborting children never solves any real problems. If women are sleeping with men that are no good, and the innocent child is paying (by abortion), that doesn't get to the root of why women are sleeping with men who won't be a supportive partner. I realize that not every abortion boils down to that, however, not one single problem gets solved (in REALITY) by snuffing out a life.

Plenty of "unwanted" and "abused" people go on to live successful, wonderful, lives.

I think often of the man who wrote the book "The Boy Called It" (because that's what he was called by his deranged mother). I think often of how he was tortured, neglected, and abused....much worse than what I suffered, and how his life has meaning and purpose.

My greatest hope for you is that you can see beyond the pain and understand that you can make a wonderful contribution to others; even if it is overcoming your painful past.

The greatest gift we can give others sometimes is just being there for others. To listen, to reach out in compassion, to lend a hand and give a listening ear. I'm sure that once you overcome your past, you can be used in this fashion. I hope and pray that you can find the strength to do this, even if it is for your daughter only. She deserves that much.

I hope that you are not making these confessions in front of her. That would be devestating. My mother was always threatening suicide and it was so devestating to me. I couldn't understand why she couldn't live for me....if not for herself, at least for me. Children don't understand and process pain the way adults do. Out of everything I went through growing up, that was probably one of the hardest things to try and understand.

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