Grow the Frick Up
that title is not for ne of u who reads this unless your like my mom, then it is.
Im so pissed at her, once again. I swear, this time enough is enough. She managed to hurt me, guilt me (for all of 10 secs) and piss me off!
Okay, so my lil sister comes over, my aunt brought her because she had been stuck home alone for like 4 days, mind u with no real food, so my aunt wanted to get her outta tha house. I was so happy to see her. I mean I hadn't really been able to spend much time with school and all and I have no money to do anything fun. So while she's over she let me kno that our mother, the one who birthed us, decided to come home. She told me tail between legs, broke, ranting about everything. Blaming all her problems on the world. Then my sis got into the details, alerting me that mom said:
"all I care about is money" the money she is refering to is the $549 that my mother spent on MY credit card, that she had promised to pay. Now Im the one in debt here...I mean I think any person would b a lil concerned about their all important credit report. But any way...mom goes on to say that:
"I dont care about them and I never come and visit" ummmm hello Im in flippin college, life is busy! If Im not in class or studying for one, then I'm at work attempting to fix the debt that I was put in! I dont have time to take a bus all the way home, and if I did there's no guarentee that she'd be there anyway, and its not like I could call ahead, she didnt pay the phone bill, prob out wit her druggie friends. Even though, I had made Three trips home, and each time I came home nobody was there...The last time I had came, I was there with the purpose of buying them grocery and to get the title to the car out of my name back in her's so she could get the title...but like always she wasnt there, only my lil sister was.
So anway, I say all that to say that I'm done. Im done doing everything that she wants me to do. Im done taking the blame for all her short comings. It isnt my job, and never should have been, to take care of my little sisters, or my mom for that matter. I dont live there anymore so I dont have to care. I have chosen to care and made the choice to help them, got screwed...but Im still willing to help. I refuse to give my mom anymore money, all she'll use it for is drugs. If my sisters need help and its in my power to give without me reaping negative effects, its theirs...but I cant then, I cant. I have my own life now, and I can choose or choose not to deal with their bullshit. After the way my mom has treated me....I choose not to.
Soooooo, I say this all to say, she (my mom) doesnt need to talk to me until she can grow the frick up (or pay me back the $549 she owes me, whichever comes first)


1 Comments:
Woah! Im sorry to hear about that, thats harsh bout ya mum though.
I like your blog, sweet
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