a daughters plee

Dear Mum,
I want you to know that no matter what I love you. You are the best mum in the world.
I don't want to beg you because I know it's not your fault. Its the drink. But mum, why can't you stop? Why can't you see you are the best person without it? And, most importantly, why can't you see that it will be the death of you? I don't want to lose my mum, my best friend, I don't want to lose you.
It's gotten worse since Auntie Susan died and I know the pain is still there, but don't talk to the drink about it. Instead, talk to us. Your family, not your worst enemies. I, for one, miss her too. She was taken too suddenly but you're not to blame, neither is it your fault you couldn't, or more like, didn't get the time to say goodbye.

I don't only miss my auntie, I miss you too, even though you're not gone. I miss the person who used to keep me strong, but now has to turn to the drink for their strength.

Mum, it kills me to think that one day Im going to lose you, but not only lose you..but knowing if you didn't turn to that I would have you longer. I love you always.
Mum, I can't pretend everythings okay anymore. Or that everythings normal when it's not. Please get help. I love you.

Mum, I love you and just want to scream at you somedays, but i promise never to lose faith in you.



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