Dear Mom,
Happy Mothers Day to you. We are now existing in a parallel universe and it's awful for me. There isn't a second that goes by that I don't think of you, miss you, love you, hell you name it. I'd even love to get mad at you one last time.
I've joined a diet bet social media thing. I figure since I'm so competitive this might actually make losing weight exciting. Lol, right. Anyway I'm doing this for you. I'm living for you. I want to do what you never could. For both of us.
I've been diagnosed now with fatty liver. I'm sure you're rolling over in your grave. I'm so sorry I've abused my body to the extent I have. I'm so sorry I haven't taken care of the life you gave me. I'm also sorry I didn't know how to save you from yourself. Now all that's left is to save me from me.
There is no reason why you should have died from a weight related illness as its preventable. You died so I could live. I love you and I'll need all your love and strength to get through this life style change.
Girl I got this!!!!
Love you
Melis
Xoxo