The envelope I received from my mother, which contained an intimate message from me, contained a photo of me wearing a purple skirt.
It was dated October 29, 2018, the day after I was born.
I was 13 years old.
I remember being so happy and excited about that day, because it was my first birthday.
As a child, I was never happy, and I was always the bad child, and that’s what this letter from my father said.
My father had just died, and when he died, I had to come home and watch TV with my dad.
It’s not a bad thing to say that you were sad when you were a kid, but at the same time, you had to be happy, because you had been born with this thing called a heart, and it’s very hard to be sad when a heart has a child.
This letter from the woman who wrote it to me.
And I remember it was very emotional for me.
I had been told that I was so precious, and now my heart was full of happiness and it felt like it was being broken.
And that was very hard for me to accept.
I felt like my heart had been stolen from me.
So, I think the fact that she had done that to me, it really made me cry.
So many people read it and said, “I thought you were such a good girl.
And then you’re not, because of your heart, you’re the bad one.”
And I don’t understand why they would do that to you, especially when you’re a beautiful little girl, who has been so loved and adored by everyone and you have a beautiful baby girl, she’s so beautiful.
I’m just so upset.
The letter that I received was from my grandmother.
I have a feeling that she was not happy.
I’ve never met her, but my grandma has a lot of secrets, and her grandmothers secret is that she loved me.
It never occurred to her to write to me and say, “You’re not my daughter.
You’re not mine.”
She said to me one time, “My daughter is just my little girl.
I didn’t know she was my daughter.”
It was so weird to hear that.
And she said it to my grandfather, who was a great person and had a great family.
He said to her, “Mom, I’m sorry, but you’re just a little girl.”
I remember thinking, That’s so hard to accept because I was supposed to be a princess.
But I was not, and then when I got to be an adult, I went to the mall with my grandmother and said to them, “Mama, I don’st know why I was a princess and I’m still a princess, and if you love me, you should be happy with me.
But if you don’t love me anymore, I’ll just kill myself.”
That was the first time that I really cried.
The second time was when I was in the hospital and my grandmother saw me.
She said, What’s going on?
She said she was going to put me on the ventilator.
I told her, I want to be my own person, and she said, You can’t.
I said, I didn’ t have a choice.
So that’s why I had tears.
I mean, I never cried like that, but I had a really hard time dealing with it.
So when I saw that letter, I thought, My grandma is very angry, and they took my heart away from me and put me in the ventilated section, because they don’t know me.
You know, the last time I cried was when my mother gave me my heart, but when I heard that letter from her, it made me feel better.
It gave me hope.
And the last thing that I wanted to do was to take it away from my family, because my family has such a special place in my heart.
It didn’t matter what it was, I just felt like I had lost everything.
It just took me a long time to get over that, and to start to live again.
And it’s something I’ve always wanted to be able to do, to be the woman I am now, the person that I used to be.
The day after my grandmother died, it was the last day that I went shopping.
I bought everything I could.
I went back to the same clothes store, and bought new clothes for every occasion that I could, because I wanted a special style for Halloween, and Christmas, and the birthdays, and Thanksgiving, and every other occasion.
I never wear clothes like that again.
I like to think of myself as being an artist, because that’s how I dress.
I love to make things.
And when I walk out the door, I make things, and all the clothes I buy, it’s the last piece of my life that I will ever own.
That was my goal