Conditions on Unconditional Love
You were supposed to love me no matter what.
There were not supposed to be conditions.
At no time did I ask to be here.
At no time did I have a choice to be yours.
I came into this world to be who I am.
I grew up thinking you would always love me.
I grew up thinking you would always support me.
I grew up thinking you would protect me.
I grew up and learned I was wrong.
I slowly learned that there were conditions.
I slowly learned to be afraid to talk to you.
I slowly learned to hide who I am from you.
I slowly learned to protect myself.
I slowly learned to find love elsewhere.
I slowly learned to find acceptance elsewhere.
I slowly learned to make my own family.
Then I watched you very quickly tear it all away.
You.
Who was supposed to support me.
You.
Who was supposed to keep me safe.
You.
Who showed me that apparently there can be conditions on love.
By: Kayla Boyd-Robertson
I was finally able to write this after my tears subsided. One of my kids was outed to his mother and is being forced to go to a private Catholic School now. I can never understand parents who put conditions on loving their child.
For all of you out there struggling with this, know you are not alone. Know you are loved. If you need to talk, message me.
If you are thinking about suicide and in need of immediate support, please call the TrevorLifeline at 1-866-488-7386.














