A bitter Rant

You! Yes, you! Are horrible and retched. Oh, how you anger my insides and make me cringe. No, I do not want your call. I do not need your neediness. No, I do not want another encounter with you other than a hello. Those days have passed. Those times have sailed. For so long I have waited and wanted you to love me like you loved others. I have wanted to feel like I was apart of your family. Yet, I have been pushed around and turned down. I have been blacked by trying to love you. How could I? Every since I was younger there has been a rifted between the two of us. A rift that I couldn't have created by being born. I was the only girl and the only one unloved. A child needs their mother and I needed mine. From the time we were together, I was your biggest burden. I was your biggest problem. I was a pain for you. You never taught me anything outside of basic slavery. You didn't even protect me when it was needed and yet because you are my mother you expect me to move mountains. When I was trying to become something in the world, you let me know that I was nothing. You reminded me of my worthlessness. You helped me want nothing. You exploited my pain for your own joy. Your are a new evil, a constant demon in my mind. But on Thanksgiving, you really showed me that I was nothing to you. Not inviting me to be with the rest of the family that loved me. Reminding me that you loved everyone but me. Thanks. I am thankful most for you and it is because of that I have come to terms with it being over with. With not knowing who or where you are for the rest of my life. After this rant, I am dedicating my energies to becoming a better me. I am dedicating my time to being a loving me. Not this toxic shell you created.