Prologue

Seated in front of my vanity mirror, I looked at myself unhappy. I couldn't hold my tears to fall and it felt like something squeezed my heart.  The pain, sorrow, and chaotic emotion were the culprit why I felt suffocated.  I'm totally shattered.

I used to be protected and loved. I get all the attention I wanted. I didn’t want to be neglected. But lately, being treated that way made me tired. I’m tired of being let down. I’m tired of being sad. It taught me that to endure hurt is a waste of time. I realized - that's not what I wanted.

I opened my drawer and picked up paper and pen.  I wrote a letter and with a heavy heart, I left it on the table next to my bed. I believe it was the right thing to do - for myself and for those who were affected by my childish behavior.

In front of my luggage - I sighed, composed myself, held my chin up, and thought, “Woman, this is best for everyone, go on, try to find some new environment, take some time for yourself - to realize and understand YOU. You are so young to dictate and make someone love you. Love can’t be forced. Soon enough someone out there will love you and treat you the same way you wanted to be treated. You’ve got a long and beautiful future. So, stay strong, embrace maturity and move on beautifully, BITCH!