Recently I've been having suicidal thoughts. I really don't feel like I belong. My mom was raped to have me. Gang raped by three guys and left for dead on the side of the road part of me can't stop thinking...when she looks at me does she have flashbacks of my birth father. I got my looks from both my parents. I never knew my father...am I not good enough...my mom wanted an abortion when she found out she was pregnant for me...I really believe she should have done it. I'm tired of not knowing where I came from. I have the right to know who that bastard is. I hate him so much I can't move on because of this and all it does is bring me down because I always stop and wonder could my mom having an abortion and moving on been the better choice. I'm tired of crying I fake smile so often it's not funny. Inside I'm dying...I hate this..