December 2, 2008
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i hate her.
My great grandma passed away this weekend. The same night that my sister called me in the middle of the night, bawling her eyes out, scared. No one should feel unsafe in their environment. My mother is less than nothing to me. I hate her. When Elina said on ANTM that she hates her mother, everyone gasped, shocked. But I understand. Unless you’ve been here, don’t judge. You don’t know what it’s like if you think saying you hate your parent(s) is horrible.
My sisters drove in the middle of the night to my house. Scared. Sad. I got little sleep for the next three days.
It’s reality. It’s truth. It makes it no less horrifying. Violence wraps its fist around an old house in the city. It reeks of fear and sorrow.
She has no right to treat people that way.
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I am
hemorrhaging. My heart is heavy. Has it bled out the ability to feel? I feel full of sadness, yet hollow. I can’t place this feeling. Aculminationof events has left my internal wounds gaping, spurting sadness andanxiety. I can’t breathe. Symptoms of denial. Can I point fingers when I do the same? I don’t deny. I repress. Does she?
Comments (3)
I hate my mother.
@antisoccermom - I’m sorry.It seems like so many people have problems with their mothers.
I totally understand your feeling about family members. I have kept my distance from 99% of my family for 22 years. If you read my blog you will see why. No shame in saying that you have these feelings for anyone, family included. Don’t critisize until you’ve walked a mile in another person’s shoes.