my mom is an alcoholic. i hate to admit it, i dont like talking about her but its true. i thought she and i could work on our relationship after my little sister moved out. maybe she and I could be close like we used to be when I was younger. But no. Nope, she just wants to be miserable and b**** about her life to anyone who will listen to her. She b****** about me too. Since I didn’t graduate high school, i can’t go to college and i still live with her.. which means she has to still take care of me, and be responsible for me. Which she hates. And I hate it too. If there was somewhere I could go or be, I would be there right now. I would not be here with her and dad…
I wish I could leave and just live on my own. I’d rather starve and be cold than be here and live in fear of my mom who says mean things to me and freaks out on me whenever she’s been drinking a little too much