I use to not believe in hate. That has changed. I hate my mother. And it's not like that teenage thing "Oh I hate my mom cos she wouldn't let me go out with friends." No this is actually hatred. I loathe her.
Lately things have not been good between me and her.
Like how she PROMISED me she would give me back my iPod AND my cell phone. I do not have either back yet.
And she's telling me to tell the truth and always be honest. She's a hypocrite. She stole from WalMart and Target!!!
And a rumor is going around my family that she's taking me to a Green Day concert soon. The only reason she's taking me (if the rumor's true) is cos my real dad is taking me to a different concert!!!
She doesn't even want me but the only reason she's keeping me is cos she doesn't want my dad being happy cos he's keeping me.
I hate my mother and I want her to get out of my life...
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1 comment:
I totally understand... and how it's not just the normal teenage angst or anything. I hate my mom as well... actually hate her. She emotionally abused my sister for years, and she continually puts us down and lies to us while trying to FORCE us to believe what she believes about god or whatever.
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