Growing up we had a great relationship and I felt like I could tell you most everything. I looked to you in times of happiness and sadness. You were my role model, and the one who inspired me the most. You were there for me and I knew I could tell you anything without being judged. You supported me in all my endeavors and me in yours. You always wanted me to be happy and would tell me about how successful you knew I would be.
Throughout my teenage years, I have not had a mother. I’ve had hidden secrets, arguments, disagreements, slammed doors, and broken hearts. Throughout my childhood, I never would have envisioned this. You’ve become nothing but a speck of dust in my life. I have shut you out because you have become a source of anger, sadness and resentment in my life. You don’t support me or any of the choices I make. You find all the mistakes I make and dwell on them. You lie and disappoint time and time again. When I reflect upon my life, it’s apparent that me and Mimus near raised ourselves. You did the bare minimum of what you had to do and everything else was up to us to figure out for ourselves. Everything I’ve ever asked from you has been a burden. I even clearly remember asking you one time to make me a lunch because I was drowned in schoolwork and you acted like I was asking for the world. My aunts, uncles and grandparents have done more and have been there for me way more than you ever have been. They’ve even given me a home when you decided didn’t want us around anymore. You speak and act as if having me and Mimus was such a hassle for you. You go on vacations without us and count us out of the most of your joyous memories. You care more about your image and how others perceive you than what actually goes on under the roof of your own house and the hearts of your own kids. You put your all into your career and giving back to the community and leave us, your kids, nothing. I barely even see you. I wake up and you’ve already left the house and I go to bed before you make it home. We don’t even eat half the time because you leave us with nothing when you’re out “saving the world”. Yet you manage to come home and find something to be upset with us about nearly every day. We’re tired of being victimized for being kids. I wish I had a childhood instead of having to had grow up so fast. Even til now, I cannot enjoy childish moments or laugh at silly things because of the way I was raised. I wish I had a mom. I’m envious of people who have perfect families, but more than that, I am jealous of girls my age who have loving relationships with their mothers. It is not our fault that you had us so young. We did not take away your youth. Stop blaming us for the choices you made at a young age. We didn’t ask for any of this.
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