My mother likes to complain, I frequently from small till big. My mother is taunting me head hurt me. I'm uncomfortable. I regret very much, maybe it's a cry. I had thought of suicide but fear sin. I would like to explain, but she probably will not understand me, but I hope that someday I will understand. I may not be good enough, but I'm doing good.
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