Dear Anonymous

First off, you have terrible grammar.

Secondly, have the balls to say it to my face or identify yourself.  

And thirdly, in the most sincere and kindest way possible,

go fuck yourself 

I don't make you read my blog.

I am writing for me and no one else. 

He was my son

This is my journey 

This is my grieving process.

I don't expect you to understand any of this. 

And, if you're soooooo offended about what I have to say, stay out of my business. 

Sincerely

Marisa

Or, as you so kindly called me, 

self righteous twat.