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05/09/10(Sun)14:25 No.16645968After
it was final, and my father moved out, my mother did all sorts of
fucked up things. She tried to discipline my sister (In our house
environment, beating us as a punishment was pretty much accepted--but it
wasn't a regular thing) and my sister, being fifteen, fought back. This
led to her trying to force my sister to go to 'therapy' with my mother.
Oh, and my mother hadn't told the therapist a bunch of things--like,
you know, how they divorced because of my mother, or because she was a
lesbian, or that later that month, she was going to have her lesbian
partner *and two daughters* move in.
That was the straw that
broke the camel's back for my dad. He moved here, to a trailer where my
sister could still go to her school, but not live with my mother.
Now
my mother lives with this fat, ugly bitch who is missing teeth and
appears to be illiterate. The house, which once looked really nice and
upscale (despite our low income), now looks like niggers live there.
It's awful. My mother tries to reach out to me occasionally--because
she's frantically trying to hold on to something she lost a long time
ago. And eventually, she's going to realize it.
So no. I don't
like my mother very much. |
