I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU. GO FUCK YOURSELF. I HATE YOU AND WHAT YOUR WORDS HAVE DONE TO ME.
EVERY TIME I THINK ABOUT THE FACT THAT I HAVEN'T HAD A JOB SINCE I WENT BACK TO UNIVERSITY SIX YEARS AGO - EVEN AFTER I GOT MY DEGREE - AND ESPECIALLY SINCE THE BABY - ALL I CAN THINK OF IS WHAT YOU SAID AND HOW FUCKING USELESS I AM, BECAUSE CLEARLY IF I CAN'T GET A FUCKING JOB I DON'T DESERVE TO BE ON THIS FUCKING PLANET.
I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU. IF I COMMIT SUICIDE IT WILL BE PARTIALLY YOUR FAULT, AND I HOPE YOU FUCKING FIND THIS AND UNDERSTAND THAT. IT. IS. YOUR. FAULT. BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU FUCKING SAY.
I hope I can find a job before the despair gets the better of me, because I usually think my daughter deserves better...but some days it gets hard.