Mommy Wasn't There - A memoir in progress

As a young child, I spent most of my waking hours wondering where I went wrong.
Why did my mother lack the capability of expressing compassion toward me?
I constantly wonder if my place on earth is meant to be. I still do.
Was I assigned the wrong set of parents?

By the age of 15, I was left to fend for myself.
Since then, I had to figure out how to fuel my faith so that I can attain the strength to survive. My soul is beyond exhausted but I keep on going.

It's been a difficult journey.

I now wonder how much different my life would have been if mommy stuck around.