I would die a million painful deaths for mine as well. Super cute and one of the nicest children you'd come across. Never has a bad day, despite all the negativity forced upon her.
My relationship with her mother was, abusive. SHE was the abuser, not me. Everything from mental abuse to physical abuse. We divorced several years ago and she's started taking her abusiveness out on our daughter. I'm now doing everything I possibly can to save my child from her mother. It's hard, especially when you've been pushed so far down "the hole" emotionally that every day I don't want to wake up.
But I do, for my daughter. Things are progressing slowly, but I'm trying to the best of my abilities. I was 20 when all this started, so you can say I started off my adult life the wrong way.
edit on 19-6-2011 by Frontkjemper because: Fixed broken quote