No Regrets

This is an email that my mother received and I thought that I'd share it with all of you.

A carrot, an egg and a cup of coffee.

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first pot she placed carrots, in the segundo she placed eggs, and in the last...

I was born
though i shouldn't be
I should have died
I would have died
but i didn't

It would have been better for me to die
and leave this world behind me
it's full of liars and fear

I nearly died twice
Why didn't I?
I would feel so much better now

I would never have been betrayed
by three guys
I would never have seen my mom
lying on the floor and trying to kill herself
I would never have heard my parents
having huge arguments everyday
I would never have known what it's like
to live without money
I would never have been the daydreamer
everybody makes fun of

But then I thought god would have mercy
he sent me one...

I wrote this a while ago, and since it seems to be nothing but a series of advice, I figured... what the hell? I think I was listening to LeAnne Womack's "I Hope You Dance" at the time because that's what it sounds like.

When you look up at the sky, don't do it just to see if it's raining
When you find it is raining, don't run indoors and hide
When you get your hopes too high, don't say you're overrated
When you walk down por a river, don't be afraid to get your feet wet
When your fogo goes out, don't blame it on the wind
When you watch the sunset, don't think the dia is over
When you reach out to...

I know that no one knows me here. But I just have a lot to say n' I need to tell it to someone. Anyone, really.

I'm 13, first off. I don't have much experience in this world, but I've learned a lot. There's been so much that's happened over the years that lead up to this moment.

In 5th grade, I was antagonized for being different, like everyone else. But I was like the main target. It hurt really bad n' I started to drift away mais n' more. Then...well...something happened during that year, but I won't say. It brings back too many bad memories.

Anyway, 6th grade didn't start out that bad. I...