Mom,
I don't think I can spend any more time with you.
The worst day of my life was my 16th birthday. Every time you say you'll have peace at any cost, I know that really means any cost except keeping your promise to me. It tears me apart that you didn't love me enough to keep that one simple promise and that you blame me for everything that's happened.
And when you do, I feel like I'm 16 again, sitting at home, waiting for you, wondering where you are, thinking you're out with my sisters getting a cake or a last-minute birthday gift. I always thought you loved me. I always believed you loved me. When you abandoned me and took my sisters out for a great birthday without me, you showed your true colors. You taught my sisters that it is okay to hurt each other. When I started cutting after that, it was because for the first time in my life I knew that no one loved me. Not my abusive father, not my neglectful drunk mother, not the sisters who didn't even wish me a happy birthday. And still, you blame me for everything and you're the victim, even in that.
I wish I never knew you.
I don't think I can spend any more time with you.
The worst day of my life was my 16th birthday. Every time you say you'll have peace at any cost, I know that really means any cost except keeping your promise to me. It tears me apart that you didn't love me enough to keep that one simple promise and that you blame me for everything that's happened.
And when you do, I feel like I'm 16 again, sitting at home, waiting for you, wondering where you are, thinking you're out with my sisters getting a cake or a last-minute birthday gift. I always thought you loved me. I always believed you loved me. When you abandoned me and took my sisters out for a great birthday without me, you showed your true colors. You taught my sisters that it is okay to hurt each other. When I started cutting after that, it was because for the first time in my life I knew that no one loved me. Not my abusive father, not my neglectful drunk mother, not the sisters who didn't even wish me a happy birthday. And still, you blame me for everything and you're the victim, even in that.
I wish I never knew you.