So I did something wrong a couple of weeks ago. I didn't mean to but I just couldn't stop myself . I was feeling very fragile and depressed like I still am . I told my teenage daughter that I don't like being alive . The was totally the wrong thing to do I know that but it just slipped out .
So my mum told me today that my daughter doesn't want to come to my flat any more. She said I can visit but I have to go to my mum's house ( that's where my daughter lived ) I completely understand . I know I did the wrong thing . Of course I am sad about the situation