So i’ve already mentioned the fact that i’ve never gotten along well with my mom. Maybe thats not necessarily true. When my dad first left, my mom had this huge breakdown. She gpt fired from her job because she kept causing dramatic scenes, busting out into tears and leaving early. She went into depression and started drinking a lot. She gave me my first taste of alocohol when I was 7. I was young and scared and I didnt like seeing my mom in such a way so i tried my best to take care of her. I can say that I loved her then. I didnt know how else to feel.
But then one day she went to church and i guess something in her clicked. That’s when she damn near became a nun. I mean she drug me to chruch minimum 4 days a week, twice on sundays. I felt like we lived there. I guess this wouldnt have been so bad if she was real about it. I found the true reason behind her needing to be at church so much was because she found a new man in her life and it wasnt God. I walked in on my mom fuckin the pastor in the church bathroom on a wednesday nite BEFORE bible study. Needless to say, I was not too interested in the study that night.
So after that I pretty much lost all respect for my mom. And she knew it. She fought back against it by grounding me for every damn thing, picking arguments with me, blaming me for my father leaving, etc. She became a fucked up individual. I have never resented someone so much in my life and i believe she feels the same way about me.
Honestly,honesty sux. 