I hate my mother
I hate my mother. She's powerful. She reduced my life, happiness,and any sense of my future happiness,self esteem, any chance of living a normal life. I tried to commit suicide, starting at 7 years old, 16 and 18.
My mother told me she hated me, wished I was never born. I said, "I did not ask to be born." She said, "yes you did." in the most evil, distainful voice, I felt like I was slapped in the face.
She just turned 70, and she is hinting around about us buying a house/duplex together. There is no way in hell this will happen. Now that the tables are turned (she needs me) Fate will step in and she will die alone. I have no plans of going to her funeral, i HATE her.
For all the beatings, for my lack of self-esteem: welcome to the end of your life. You made the bed, now lie on it.
What I just can't understand, is why this person does not cry everday for the torture she put her children thru.
Does she really think that she did everything right?