I fought with my mom, my mother always complained to me about everything. From small to big. My mother scolded me hard hurt me, I feel uncomfortable, I am very sorry. Maybe cry, I thought of suicide but drive I wanted to explain but I would not understand me. But I hope that one day you will understand me. I may not be good enough, but I can do my best.
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