I have listened to you many times say that you “did the best you could” and that you treated your children all equally. I hear these words and they make me cringe. You are so delusional. You have played the victim your entire life so nobody has ever called you out on your behavior. Last time I checked, snorting coke and falling down unconcious in the street with your 2 year old son is nothing to brag about but you somehow found some humour in this. Your neglect and abuse is shameful. Do you remember packing all of my clothes into garbage bags when I was 4 and making me sit in the apartment hallway crying because you “kicked me out”. How pathetic! Tell me, what could a 4 year old do that would deserve this treatment. You never did this to my brother.
You want to know why Dad and I are so close? He tried to protect me from you! Sadly, once he moved out, the abuse got worse. You had so many different men coming in and out of the house, and you would call me a slut! I would talk to counsellor’s at school because I couldn’t bare to live with you anymore and you would lie to child protective services. The best part was they bought your lies and no more then 5 minutes after they had left, you had me pinned up against the wall choking me and punching me in the face. Great system!
Then you moved us across the country away from our entire family so you could be with your loser boyfriend, whose job was breaking and entering. You gave us 2 weeks notice to say goodbye to everyone we loved. Then the sickest part of all, you met some guy 2 days into our train ride and screwed him and decided that we were going to get off in the city he lived in so you and him could start your happy lives together! WHAT?!! Then when I refuse to get off the train – you called me selfish and that I didn’t want you to be happy. You just pulled me away from my best friends and the family I knew for 15 years to move across the country for this loser – if he was so important to you then why would you want to move in with some stranger with your 4 children. You left me and my brother on the train crying and took off with the new guy and my two little brothers…only to return a half hour later calling me every name in the book. Once we arrived to our final destination, you are hugging and kissing the loser you wanted to move out here for like nothing happened on the damn train. So sick.
You called me ugly my entire life and now you are so proud to show me off to everyone because you think I should be a model. How about be proud of my achievements and what I’ve accomplished with my life. When I told you I was going back to school – there was no support, no congrats! When I told you that I landed my first career in the field I worked so hard in, you said nothing. Are you jealous?? It’s sad that after 32 yrs, I still carry this hatred for you. I was so happy when you moved away so I didn’t have to listen to your self pity anymore. And still in the last 2 years since you’ve moved – I have only seen you 3 times and you have caused the biggest problems every single time. How pathetic are you?! You are 50 years old and you act like you are a child.
I will never forget when you couldn’t be bothered to help my brother. You thought he would commit suicide because he was so depressed. You left him in that room to rot and you talked about him like he wasn’t there. You asked for my help and I tried! The help center wanted to talk to you, but you couldn’t be bothered. Instead, you focused your attention somewhere else to cause drama for me instead of taking care of your own damn son!! When I lost my son, you jumped on the opportunity to take time off work. You took a whole damn week off work and I didn’t see you once. You had the nerve to call me to bitch about how your work wasn’t going to pay you for the leave of absence. Who lost the baby?? OH right, it was me but somehow it was about you. At his funeral you made a huge scene, how I apparently stabbed you in the back because the celebrant didn’t mention your name. Your name was the only name not mentioned because YOU didn’t call the celebrant like she had requested…but yes, you are the victim and I sure did stab you in the back. How selfish!!! In the parking lot at the funeral home you requested extra copies of the service with his picture on it so you could show your work that he was a real baby and not a miscarriage and then you were going to go on stress leave! You make me sick.
So here we are – My family is taking care of your so called “suicidal son”. It’s been 8 damn months and you are so ungrateful. Everyone else has to pick up the slack for you. It’s funny what a little support and a push does because he is doing so great! You are so unhappy in every aspect of your life – it’s quite sad. I don’t think I’ve ever hated anyone in my whole life as much as I despise you. I’ve only ever felt sorry for you.
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