Dear Mom and Dad

Your youngest daughter tried to kill herself on October 10^th, 2024, and you have no clue because she can’t trust you. She tried to kill herself on February 16^th, 2020, and you have no clue. She tried to kill herself in 2018, and you did not know. She tried to kill herself in 2016, and you had no clue. She has attempted more than the fingers on her two hands. When she opened to you the first time, you shut her away and said, “God will save you.”

I DID NOT NEED THAT! I NEEDED A HUG AND A HAND TO HOLD! NOT YOUR RELIGION BABBLE! YOU SHOVED GOD DOWN MY THROAT!

I shouldn’t be mad at God. I should be mad at you. You have forced a girl to think that if I don’t fit into the modernized Christianity standards. I will go to hell. You gaslighted me. You said if I don’t go to your church, then I am not a true believer. God is everywhere. I will find him on my own, on my own path, NOT YOURS!

I WILL NOT FORCE MY KIDS TO FOLLOW GOD! I WILL LET THEM FIND THEIR PATH, ON THEIR OWN!

Mom and Dad, I AM NOT SORRY! I know you expect me to say that I am sorry for the words I write. But I am not. These are my thoughts. You might expect me to say, “I love you, but…” That is not happening today. The only love I have for you is that of an innocent child who looked up to you. The adult me sees the truth. The only good memories live in photo albums.