The love of my life is a woman with an addictive personality.

When she drinks, she becomes unbearable.

I hate her when she’s this way.
I hate the things she says, her words cut so deeply.

I hate when she hits me, I’m only trying to help.

But I can’t help her.

That’s the sad truth.
I can’t force her to do something she doesn’t want to do.
She’s her own woman. Yes, I’m her child, but I can’t change a person.

I break down daily thinking of her. I pray so hard for her. I trust in a power higher than me and her. God…

Please hear my prayer. Bless my mommy, keep her safe, open her eyes, heal her broken heart and depressed mind.

Amen.

Dom.