I dont like my mother. I dont like the way she treats me. The way she chooses my brother over me everytime. The way she takes any chance to put me down when I feel confident. They way shes never told me shes proud of me. Or the fact she doesnt trust me enough to go to the park down the street by myself because i’ll “f*** around with boys”. Or the fact that she wanted to abort me but got talked out of it. Or the fact that she doesnt take anything that I say seriously, like my s********, my passion, my ideas, my birthdays, my hobbies… etc. I dont like that she puts her wants/desires over mine everytime. I dont like how she talks to me like i owe her something constantly… like I robbed something precious from her..like someone she has to deal with instead of her child. I dont like how everything she does for me is only done so that I cooperate with what she asks of me. I dont like how she admits to wanting to beat me if i was any younger. I dont like her alcoholism and how she somehow finds a way to blame it on my brother and I. I dont like her, and contrary to what everyone tells me “You’ll go back and forgive your mother for her mistakes”. Yes, I will forgive you one day, mom, but I will never willingly go back to you. Thank you for giving birth to me… but ill be fine without you.
