Mother of the year award

Jul 09, 2007 19:44

Right now, I'm sitting my chair that I usually sit in at my grandma Novell's house thinking to myself,
I've had a pretty well off day. THINK TWICE JACQUE?! The door bell rings. I noticied a little body 
outside. I open the door and it was my mother. I hadn't seen her in months. I didn't know how to react.
My throat closed up when she spoke to me. She tries to make me feel like shit, but she was the one 
not there. I don't get it. It's always the childs fault in any semi-adult situation. Who in the hell is she?!
I don't even know her. I apparently sound like her when I talk a little. She shows no apathy towards me 
whatsoever. Not even trying to speak to me. Ignoring me as if I dont exist.

I'll never do anything of this sort to my children if I have any. She is my weakness. She looks sick...still.

I've been happy for a long while now and no one is going to take it away from me.

I just really needed to rant about her.

I am sorry.

I love you.
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