Dear My ***ing Thing I Call A Mother,
Dear My Fucking Thing I Call A Mother,
You always say how you have always been there for me but that is a fucking lie! I just cannot believe that you think that you are a fucking angel. You are just a bitch! I hate waking up every single day just to see to your face and you beady little eyes. All you do is hurt me! Not physically, but mentally.
Whenever my older brother comes home from college you always treat him like a little angel, and you treat me like i am invisible. I am tired of being treated like this. Thank god I have a dad and a cousin that LOVE me for who I am, and they would never want to change me.
I hate how everyday you tell me I am ugly just because I have meat on my bones. It seems like you always remind me of my flaws. You make me feel like I am perfect...for imperfection. You always say how much my brother is better than me just because he is 19 and in college and a good athlete but i don't give a damn! I think you should treat me like an equal to him, and not like I am some kind of horrible kid. I don't drink, do drugs, or have ever gotten into any bad trouble.
OH! One thing that has been on my mind FOREVER is that ever since February 20, 2008(the year someone close to us died) you have been cheating on my dad with my dad's best friend that was his best man in YOUR wedding 20 years ago. Well maybe that was 20 years too long. And I hate how you lie to me, my dad, my brother, and the rest of our family saying that you have never cheated. The funny thing about this is that you got another cell phone behiond our back(which I found and took pics of) because you just wanted to talk to the guy that you sleep with behind my back.
So what?! I went through your purse one day and I did it for my benefit. That way I have answers because you isolate yourself from me, and surprisingly, I am ok with that. I mean one night you said you were "working" but me and my dad went over to the guys house and seen your car, and all of the lights out in the house.(this was around midnight around July 4th 2010). And everytime you come home, you ALWAYS smell like a fucking cigarette!!!!! Gee, I wonder where that's from, considering that the guy you cheat on my dad with smokes!
I remember that night. My dad ended up coming home and he called you on your phone,(the one that everyone knows about, not the one she hid from us because she dont know we seen it.) and he said that you can have fun at Dave's**(name changed) because my dad said that he is locking you out of the house. Well it was funny listening to you panic, like ringing the doorbell and constantly calling us. But unfortunatly you had a key. :( So You got in our house.
Anyways, I just wanted to let you know how I feel because it seems like you never wanna listen to me so I had to write this on Mibba. And you think this is wrong to do, well you need think of what you've done because you are tearing our family apart because of you fucking flirting with my dad's friend. And well now while your busy fucking and probably sucking Dave**, I am home with my dad talking about it, and slowly watching this family that once was one, fall apart. All because of this fucking thing I call a mother.
I hope you are happy with yourself. And the one day when you told me to go die and that you wanted my brother more than me, I wish I would have died that way I would be away from you. And thanks to you, you and my dad are getting a divorce and I hope when you guys go to court that I can say that I want to live with my dad because if I live with you, I will kill myself or atleast go insane. I FUCKING HATE YOU! I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL YOU ARE OUT OF MY LIFE! You always say how you want me out of your life, well thats ok with me, because I DO NOT want you in mine.
From your daughter who doesnt need you,
Alyson.
You always say how you have always been there for me but that is a fucking lie! I just cannot believe that you think that you are a fucking angel. You are just a bitch! I hate waking up every single day just to see to your face and you beady little eyes. All you do is hurt me! Not physically, but mentally.
Whenever my older brother comes home from college you always treat him like a little angel, and you treat me like i am invisible. I am tired of being treated like this. Thank god I have a dad and a cousin that LOVE me for who I am, and they would never want to change me.
I hate how everyday you tell me I am ugly just because I have meat on my bones. It seems like you always remind me of my flaws. You make me feel like I am perfect...for imperfection. You always say how much my brother is better than me just because he is 19 and in college and a good athlete but i don't give a damn! I think you should treat me like an equal to him, and not like I am some kind of horrible kid. I don't drink, do drugs, or have ever gotten into any bad trouble.
OH! One thing that has been on my mind FOREVER is that ever since February 20, 2008(the year someone close to us died) you have been cheating on my dad with my dad's best friend that was his best man in YOUR wedding 20 years ago. Well maybe that was 20 years too long. And I hate how you lie to me, my dad, my brother, and the rest of our family saying that you have never cheated. The funny thing about this is that you got another cell phone behiond our back(which I found and took pics of) because you just wanted to talk to the guy that you sleep with behind my back.
So what?! I went through your purse one day and I did it for my benefit. That way I have answers because you isolate yourself from me, and surprisingly, I am ok with that. I mean one night you said you were "working" but me and my dad went over to the guys house and seen your car, and all of the lights out in the house.(this was around midnight around July 4th 2010). And everytime you come home, you ALWAYS smell like a fucking cigarette!!!!! Gee, I wonder where that's from, considering that the guy you cheat on my dad with smokes!
I remember that night. My dad ended up coming home and he called you on your phone,(the one that everyone knows about, not the one she hid from us because she dont know we seen it.) and he said that you can have fun at Dave's**(name changed) because my dad said that he is locking you out of the house. Well it was funny listening to you panic, like ringing the doorbell and constantly calling us. But unfortunatly you had a key. :( So You got in our house.
Anyways, I just wanted to let you know how I feel because it seems like you never wanna listen to me so I had to write this on Mibba. And you think this is wrong to do, well you need think of what you've done because you are tearing our family apart because of you fucking flirting with my dad's friend. And well now while your busy fucking and probably sucking Dave**, I am home with my dad talking about it, and slowly watching this family that once was one, fall apart. All because of this fucking thing I call a mother.
I hope you are happy with yourself. And the one day when you told me to go die and that you wanted my brother more than me, I wish I would have died that way I would be away from you. And thanks to you, you and my dad are getting a divorce and I hope when you guys go to court that I can say that I want to live with my dad because if I live with you, I will kill myself or atleast go insane. I FUCKING HATE YOU! I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL YOU ARE OUT OF MY LIFE! You always say how you want me out of your life, well thats ok with me, because I DO NOT want you in mine.
From your daughter who doesnt need you,
Alyson.
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I feel so much better since I wrote this.