Be Tough
I told you not to abuse me but you said I have to be tough. How tough you want me to be? Tough enough to hear that you think I'd rather be dead? I am not tough. I can be wounded and from that wound, I learn that I must never say the things that you said to me. I do not need to be unbreakable. Sometimes it is best to be broken. Sometimes it is better to know you can be torn into pieces. When I am torn apart, I collect my pieces with the vow I made that I would not treat my children the way you treat me.
The Hypervigilant Child 