But I know more about you than I ever wanted to. I hate the fact that you are the reason I don't want to try and fix this anymore. You're a lying, manipulative, spoiled brat of a child.
I hate the fact that he chose you over my children.
I hate the fact that you exist.
And if you ever again that you will ever be in any way, shape or form a part of my children's life, I will cut you to pieces and bury them in the neighbor's flowerbed.
You stole my husband- keep him. I don't want him anymore- he's filth since you touched him.
But if you come near my babies, I will kill you. They're better than any of us in this situation, and they'll stay that way, come hell or high water. They're mine, and you can't even begin to imagine what I would do to protect them from you and from him
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