Chapter 14

• THE HATE
• I look at her and I want to hate her more than I already do. I want to scream to her face and tell what kind of a mother that I, her own daughter think she is - failure, a heartless mother. I may be a disgrace to their family but she, she is a disgrace to motherhood, and it breaks my heart to think that this is my own mother. God knows that I would never punish my daughter the way she did to me.
• May God have mercy on her dark soul because I, I don’t think I can ever forgive her. All of them. And can I also add and say that I never want to understand her unjustifiable reasons because I never want to be like her? I mean, I would never want to have any grounds to subjecting my very own child to this kind of torture and hating them for just one single mistake. What happened to the unconditional love of parents to their children? What happenned to forgiveness? What happened to second chances?