Scars by Cheryl Rainfield
Kendra, fifteen, hasn't felt safe since she began to recall devastating memories of childhood sexual abuse, especially because she still can't remember the most important detail-- her abuser's identity. Frightened, Kendra believes someone is always watching and following her, leaving menacing messages only she understands. If she lets her guard down even for a minute, it could cost Kendra her life. To relieve the pressure, Kendra cuts; aside from her brilliantly expressive artwork, it's her only way of coping. Since her own mother is too self-absorbed to hear her cries for help, Kendra finds support in others instead: from her therapist and her art teacher, from Sandy, the close family friend who encourages her artwork, and from Meghan, the classmate who's becoming a friend and maybe more. But the truth about Kendra's abuse is just waiting to explode, with startling unforeseen consequences. Scars is the unforgettable story of one girl's frightening path to the truth.
Scars is a book I just can not review. It is to emotional and touching, I could not do it justice.
Instead you should read Proud Book Nerd's review of it.
And while I may not fully relate this line to my mom. I just really got what she said and I could never put it this well.
I've stopped hoping that Mom'll be the way I need her to be. I just don't think she can. In fact, I've given up expecting anything from her at all.
And though there's such sadness inside me, there's a lot of relief, too. Because I know who I can turn to whenever I need comforting, help, or love. I know it won't be Mom, and I'm actually okay with it now.