"7 years ago I was very attractive and took great care of myself. As long as I didn't go back home, I would be okay, I would survive. Going home ended me, my mom constant harassment and verbal abuse prevented me from coping with the pain of multiple heartaches and she forced me to do things to myself that I would have never thought had I been anywhere else.

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It eventually lead to my face being deform to put it simply. I spend every waking moment of my life in agony. The life I once had is gone forever and there is no way I can confront her because she is dead. I cries every time I look in the mirror, and the opportunities I have had in the past is gone. I'll never be able to know what it like to kiss a girl, to hold her hand, to take her in my arm, to make love to her all night long, to have kids off my own.

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I have had multiple jobs since then and I have quit all of them. No one notices me anymore and the pain of seeing myself in the mirrors/pictures at work is enough to drive me to the brink of drinking. I worked 7 to 10 6 days a week only to come home to an empty house and knowing that I will have to do the same thing over and over and over again for the rest of my life. I see so many happy couples at work and eventually I can't keep it inside anymore.

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Life is cruel and I will never know why my mom did what she did to me. Why she did to me didn't just happen overnight. It was more than half a year of constant struggles and fighting."