Firstly, those people who thinks she's mean is wrong. Plain WRONG. Because you don't understand and you never will. You have a great family who loves one another and sit around the table every Thanksgiving loving the Lord and eating turkey. You know what my and so many other people's families (like above) do? Our parents chuck things and curse each other out while us kids sit there and pray to God for this BS to stop. My mother uses me and my sister as her shield and sword in her own marriage issues, and she told me she'll kill me if I don't tell my Dad and Grandpa a lot of the hurtful stuff that she wants to say. She also yanks me by the hair in front of my Dad, tells him to watch, and starts beating the daylights out of me so he'll accede to her requests. I just asked her if I could go to my best friend's birthday party and she said no plus threw in a few slaps and punches. And she was really counting me going. It's hard to make any friends when you can't go to the mall, have to go straight home after school, never have parties and can't even let them come to your house because your psychotic mother is lying in wait there. I protect her when my friends ask me about the bruises and wounds, because I think she's still my mother after all (and she also told me to lie) and all that, but sometimes I really wonder why I'm doing this at all. There is so much more and I can't write them all here but it pains my heart to even think about them. God bless all you other people and I think I'll have to tough the rest of my 4 years out.
I Absolutley Hate My Mother.
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Firstly, those people who thinks she's mean is wrong. Plain WRONG. Because you don't understand and you never will. You have a great family who loves one another and sit around the table every Thanksgiving loving the Lord and eating turkey. You know what my and so many other people's families (like above) do? Our parents chuck things and curse each other out while us kids sit there and pray to God for this BS to stop. My mother uses me and my sister as her shield and sword in her own marriage issues, and she told me she'll kill me if I don't tell my Dad and Grandpa a lot of the hurtful stuff that she wants to say. She also yanks me by the hair in front of my Dad, tells him to watch, and starts beating the daylights out of me so he'll accede to her requests. I just asked her if I could go to my best friend's birthday party and she said no plus threw in a few slaps and punches. And she was really counting me going. It's hard to make any friends when you can't go to the mall, have to go straight home after school, never have parties and can't even let them come to your house because your psychotic mother is lying in wait there. I protect her when my friends ask me about the bruises and wounds, because I think she's still my mother after all (and she also told me to lie) and all that, but sometimes I really wonder why I'm doing this at all. There is so much more and I can't write them all here but it pains my heart to even think about them. God bless all you other people and I think I'll have to tough the rest of my 4 years out.