I hate my family
for years and years i tried to do everything i possibly could for my kids, even to the point of doing without alot for myself. the ungrateful little fucks have yet to even think about me on holidays. they run to their dads house because he has more money than i do. i wish i hadn't have been so giving. maybe today i'd have a decent bed to sleep in, decent clothes. i get to see my grandson only when i have money to buy time with him. my daughter calls and mentions that she needs tires, eyeglasses etc always around a holiday. i've noticed that if i don't offer to pay, i don't see my grandson on the holiday. she's a real bitch, i can't believe i gave birth to her and raised her. amazing how someone with money can have such an effect on your kids, and love, dedication and being there means nothing. i honestly don't ever want to talk to her again, but i can't stop answering her when she calls.