Dear. mother.
Mom I really wish I could tell you this face to face, actually, no, not really. I have no interest in being around you at all.
I don't know how to tell you how I feel, I can no longer make the words of my emotions come together. They're scattered in a downward spiral of black tar. I must of started this letter to you a thousand times, I couldn't lay my words out. I was asking to make a beautiful masterpiece on a canvas when I only had vomit to work with. You can't make art from vomit, even you know that. You were the one who gave me such ability, I thank you for the genetic gifts and for my birth.
Those words of thanks may be sweet but they're rather like candy coated berries with a rotten inside, and I am the filling here to say, I really don't want you in my life, or around me in any way. I don't hate you, and I hate when you text me asking why do I hate you.
Dear Mother, I have no emotions for you. I do not love you like I should and you do not love me. It's empty words when you tell me such. I do not understand why you text, I'm, PM and e-mail me when you will not much speak to me in person and when you do its simply about another, such as my father or his family. Do you honestly think I wish to hear about them every single time with you telling about how they ruined your life and how they kept me from you?
This is when reality strikes, they did not ruin your life, believe it or not by being human you have choices in which you can change your life. I know this fact to be true, you do the things that places you in situations in your life, its depending solidly on you and not others. If you dislike where you are in life change it. It's as simple as that.
I've always hated that you weren't in my life, even when my father told me I should be grateful that you're not around me. I still remember each time you've lied to me and it's built up within me and honestly that is what drove me to this. I am here to tell you, I don't want your empty lies and I don't want you.
But, along with this, you've made me determined to grow strong and create that stable relationship I know I need with atleast one person in my life, but I also feel bad, because when I finally have my husband I've always dreamed up he'll have to deal with me and how you have effected me. He will have to live with me and listen to me cry everytime I think about how you abused me, how you sold me off, how you molested me and I never told anyone, and lastly how you allowed a man to ruin my life. Thank you mother. Still, with all the things I hate about you, I don't hate you, I just don't want you in my life. At all. So, please, until you know how to function within life property, which doesn't include drugs, come around and I may accept you, but that seems doubtful in my mind.
Sincerely,
Rochelle.
I don't know how to tell you how I feel, I can no longer make the words of my emotions come together. They're scattered in a downward spiral of black tar. I must of started this letter to you a thousand times, I couldn't lay my words out. I was asking to make a beautiful masterpiece on a canvas when I only had vomit to work with. You can't make art from vomit, even you know that. You were the one who gave me such ability, I thank you for the genetic gifts and for my birth.
Those words of thanks may be sweet but they're rather like candy coated berries with a rotten inside, and I am the filling here to say, I really don't want you in my life, or around me in any way. I don't hate you, and I hate when you text me asking why do I hate you.
Dear Mother, I have no emotions for you. I do not love you like I should and you do not love me. It's empty words when you tell me such. I do not understand why you text, I'm, PM and e-mail me when you will not much speak to me in person and when you do its simply about another, such as my father or his family. Do you honestly think I wish to hear about them every single time with you telling about how they ruined your life and how they kept me from you?
This is when reality strikes, they did not ruin your life, believe it or not by being human you have choices in which you can change your life. I know this fact to be true, you do the things that places you in situations in your life, its depending solidly on you and not others. If you dislike where you are in life change it. It's as simple as that.
I've always hated that you weren't in my life, even when my father told me I should be grateful that you're not around me. I still remember each time you've lied to me and it's built up within me and honestly that is what drove me to this. I am here to tell you, I don't want your empty lies and I don't want you.
But, along with this, you've made me determined to grow strong and create that stable relationship I know I need with atleast one person in my life, but I also feel bad, because when I finally have my husband I've always dreamed up he'll have to deal with me and how you have effected me. He will have to live with me and listen to me cry everytime I think about how you abused me, how you sold me off, how you molested me and I never told anyone, and lastly how you allowed a man to ruin my life. Thank you mother. Still, with all the things I hate about you, I don't hate you, I just don't want you in my life. At all. So, please, until you know how to function within life property, which doesn't include drugs, come around and I may accept you, but that seems doubtful in my mind.
Sincerely,
Rochelle.