To all my friends...

Jul 03, 2006 07:20

Well, ya'll should be damn proud of me and I'm in a I don't care mood anyway so why don't I enlighten you a bit. Now things at home have been getting on my nerves a lot lately. My mother wasn't doing anything this last weekend except making a new friend who I don't know. Anyway this is the bitch moment I'd like to share...

I let my mom borrow, I repeat BORROW my cell phone in case I needed to get a hold of her and let her borrow my car. Now tell me if I'm over reacting or not here but that BITCH doesn't pay the car payment, hasn't attempted to help with insurance and the car is long over due for an oil change and neither her nor Jerry ever seem to get it done. So here it comes... Last night I got in a big fight with mom. She wasn't getting drunk, wasn't getting high; at least to my knowledge, and you want to know what she did that I think is so bad and she thinks I'm over reacting about...

I had been trying to get a hold of her all afternoon yesterday on my cell phone. No answer all day. Then Anne called and invited me out to dinner and paid for my dinner which was nice. I went to that, but just before that; mom comes home for a minute and then leaves again, with my car. MaryEllen and them had to come pick me up. Now mind you by this time I've been trying to get a hold of my mother again. I tell her when I got back that she was to answer my cell so she knew to bring my cell home. She says fine. So, I go out to dinner and don't get home until 10:15 pm. I start calling my cell. No answer. I kept calling and calling and calling until my phone tells me that this subsriber isn't taking calls at this time. I'm thinking what the hell is she up too. I finally get through and the phone either died on her or she hung up on me. Then I tried back again. No answer yet again. By this time it's 11 pm and I'm pissed. Then I call John's phone about half dozen times. That little shit finally answers. What do you want Melissa? He says in a snotty voice. I yell and say mom's got 1 minute to call me back on a land line. Not only does she call me back from a land line, but she blocked the number. She asks what's wrong and I just throw a hissy fit. I yell at her telling her that she may not have been getting high or drunk but the reason behind me giving her my phone is for me to get a hold of her and that if there were an emergency situation I wouldn't have been able to get a hold of her. She tells me I'm over reacting. I tell her that, she has no right to leave me hanging. I needed the car that night to go grocerie shopping and I told her, when I called; she was to bring the car and the phone home. Well, needless to say she called me an unreasonable ungreatful shit and that I'd have my keys to the car and my cell phone and she'd be gone. Because I told her that the punishment would be no car for a week all because she wouldn't answer my cell phone she returned the key, the phone and she's gone. She didn't come home last night.

Do you think I over reacted? I mean, she doesn't pay my cell phone bill; because shit during the weekend it's free. And she doesn't call me to tell me where she's at or answering the phone, I mean how else am I going to react. I mean, she doesn't pay the car loan, yet she can put miles on my car and not give my baby an oil change; when she says she would. I mean, she doesn't pay the car insurance, yet she's on the policy and she's covered. I pay for everything and she thinks, okay; I'm her mother I can get away with EVERYTHING. Well no more... that bitch doesn't have my car keys anymore and I have a gut feeling she's just going to use this poor guy Warren she met because he has money. That's what she does... she'll use men or women who have money and when they get close and want to bond, she'll turn on them and walk. I've noticed that over the last couple of years. She's cunning, manipulative and thinks that just because I'm her daughter she can get away with it because she thinks I'll put up with it.

Just be honest with me... friends! Am I over reacting or is did she deserve every little thing that came her way?

Later,
Melissa
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