You know, I sit in my mother's house and I listen to her degrade me. Listen to her call me nothing but someone's toilet, where they get off and just move on. I sit here and think, "because what I did is worse than sleeping with someone else's husband? Because my sins are worse than yours?"
I sit here and I watch her while she says I'm no better than a prostitute, that my year off of school was so I can take care of a child who no longer exists. Because, you know, I planned it like that. I decided back in September of 2007 that I would get pregnant the following year, so I needed to make sure I didn't have school interfering with that.
She talks about how I better not expect her to help me with anything. And I sit here and wonder when was the last time I depended on her for something?
She's been here, because I live in her house. And I assume that she doesn't want to look bad in front of her family and friends. So she does things that a mother should do...I expect.
But when have I ever said, "I hope my mother will go with me. I hope she will do this for me."
Not since before I told her I was molested by my cousins and she showed me she didn't give a shit.
So now she says, "All I could give you was school. Everything else is up to you."
She's hasn't been instrumental in my schooling since my year in 8th grade. She hasn't paid a cent, not for high school, not for college, and she won't for grad school.
I buy my own clothes, my own food, I have a job, and I pay the utilities. But to her I am now a non-person. I no longer fit her description of what her child should be, therefore I'm not even worth consideration.
And do you know what I say to that? Fuck you too Mother. I don't need your approval anymore. You are not the reason I get up in the morning anymore, the reason I breathe. You removed yourself from that pedestal the day you basically told me you couldn't give a shit.
And I am a better person for it.
There is NO ONE in life who I can trust besides myself. That's the one thing she's taught me.



