I am the worst mother in the world. When two of your three kids attempt suicide, you're doing a bad job raising them. It is all my fault. I don't care if anyone tells me it's not, I know it is.
I am a bad mom. I was never fit to be a parent. Those kids deserved more.
People say you only have one life, but I think we have more lives. I think when one life ends, another one begins again, you just don't remember your past life. Towards the end of your life, you won't even remember your present life; how do you expect to remember it in your next life? Maybe people who die young or abruptly might remember flashes of it. Maybe you remember past lives in your dreams. You just dismiss them as dreams.
