Dear diary,

I cant.... My son.... He... He hates me. I cant live with it.

I wanna die. I... I just..... Dammit hes right I cant be trusted...

I've hurt my son to much. I cant. Im sending him to his other father biological so he can take care of him. I... I just...

Im gonna lock myself in my room now. Dont bother me. If my son hates me

Who knows how many other people I've hurt

I-im sorry....

~Gilbert