Dear Lorna,

Between the drug-addicted daughter with 2 great kids (go figure), and the abused daughter with 2 messed up kids, I am about to take my own life. Seriously, in my wildest dreams, I never thought I’d be dealing with this at age 67. But, I am to blame according to my perfect family. Their kids are all wonderful, productive adults. I messed up somewhere along the line.

I will support you in any way I can. We need each other!

I write the story here to get it off my chest. Who else can I say these things to? My family all have great kids. My friends all have great kids. I am alone and feel like a total loser. If I were to ever mention these problems to friends they would be shocked. The family knows because of that damn Facebook. My messed-up kids air their dirty laundry on there. I’m not even “friends” with my kids but other family members stay friends with them, I swear, in order to run me down about how stupid and immature those 2 daughters are.

Anyway, boo hoo hoo. You don’t need to hear my problems. But I sympathize with you completely. While we worry about them we are the ones on the brink.