I am sorry, Mom, that you have to be in such pain. That your life is a living hell. I wish I could help you more. I am sorry that I can't be there for you. When I was a little girl, you gave me love. I now know, that my purpose is to pass it on to my own children, to friends, to strangers. There are days when I too, want to escape. When I see no meaning with life. You and dad are both alive, but I lost you both a long time ago, in life. I need to move on now. I am grieving. I know you love me in your own way..... and I hope in heaven we can all meet again and understand the purpose of it all.
I love you both, and I ask for nothing in return. You've both done your best. ....
Your little girl
lost but searching