Dear “Mother”…


I am fucking done with you.

I’ve always hated you.

You gave me hell, and it was always like that.

You always tore apart my happiness, bit by bit.

Why does someone like you even exist?

Why can’t you just die already?

I am sick and tired of you and your bullshit.

You treated me like I’m some kind of idiot.

You know what? I don’t care about you anymore.

You’re a sorry excuse for a mother.

Hell, why do I call you that?

You’re not my mother, just a sorry excuse for one.

I hate you.