My dear husband, i hope you never know who i was before. I hope you can never know the drugs i did, the weeks i didn't go home and how bad it hurt my family, the way i used to be. I hope you never know the life i used to live.
I made mistakes. I don't need to get into the details okay.
I thought I was doing the right thing for my kids and maybe I was.
I know I hated my dad because he was an alcoholic, why wouldn't they hate me for being a drug addict?
I let someone else raise my kids because I was weak...