Mother,

I'm sorry I'm not skinny enough to wear clothes you want me to. I'm sorry I'm fat. But being fat is not bad. Fat is just a describing word. Just like skinny and chubby, short and tall. I'm sorry the music I listen to gives you headaches, I try to keep it down. I know how much you hate the screaming. Maybe sometime you could listen or search up the lyrics, please? Maybe you will know how I'm feeling after a few songs. I'm sorry my favorite color is black, not pink or purple. I'm sorry I don't wear dresses. I'm sorry I like dying my hair different colors and that I like piercings and wish to get some tattoos some day. What I'm not sorry about is my sexuality. Don't try to put me down because I'm bisexual. I will come back stronger and just rise again. I'm not sorry about what I believe either. I may not be catholic like the rest of the family but I still have a heart. Even with everything you dislike about me, you will never break me.

You cannot break me.

Sincerely,
Your daughter