Mom, you raised us on your own. We both had different fathers who were not as big in our lives as you were. You did everything we needed. But you are all I really had. I loved every minute of it. We never had it tough or hard or anything like that. You made good money for yourself and basically always had given us what we wanted. hen my older sister had gone away to college I realized that I was gonna be the one who had to take the blame for everything. I figured out that you and I would never be as close and you and my older sister are/were. That was okay with me. I had to keep you on your toes somehow.
We fought and fought and fought. There were many times were we both "hated" each other for an entire day. That was so tiring. But we were just too similar AND different for our liking. So we hit heads.
I went to visit my sister in Chicago for a weekend. When I was at the airport I had received a text from you saying that you had met a new guy. I was excited for you because you seemed very happy. But things went on, and you two started fighting more and more and I could see the hurt in your eyes even if you wanted to deny it.
I went off to school and I was sad to leave you but very excited to start my own life and be independent. I felt as though maybe we could be closer than we've ever been with the distance between us. But I would come home every so often and we would fight worse than we have before. I got over it and stopped trying to spend as much time with you because I was stressed with school and I just decided I would never be able to please you.
Things carried on and we still talked every day. You and your boyfriend were broken up after my christmas vacation. The next time i came home, you were back together. When I came home again for spring break and my birthday, you were broken up again. This time my sister and I hoped it was for good. You cried and were very upset and then realized you deserved better and You should NEVER have to use your hard earned money to keep someone else on their feet, besides your own children. This lasted...... NOT.
You came down for mothers weekend and I had heard over and over again about how you two were taking a trip the next weekend down to West Virginia. I immediately texted my older sister about it and asked if she knew but she said she hadn't because we thought mom knew how she felt about her boyfriend.
The next weekend, you went down for the trip. On sunday I woke up from a nap to a group message from you to my sister and I. The text read "Well I don't think I can wait a second longer to tell you both that Dave and I eloped and got married in West Virginia 24 hours ago. We are so happy!!" along with two pictures, one of you two and one of your ring. I called my sister, "Did you see what mom texted us" We were hurt. So so so hurt. You texted us? You couldn't call us? We are 28, and 19 years old. How could you just text us about that? Are we not important enough to get a call about it? To hear your voice tell it to us? You let your own daughters feel like they had already been abandoned. A few weeks went by, I apologized for how I had been acting. But now i realize I shouldn't have. I never did anything wrong. I am entitled to my own opinion just as you are.
We didn't have to agree with your marriage, that doesn't mean we don't support you. We try to. Trust me, we do. You just don't listen to us.
I came home from school on friday for the summer. I saw you friday night and was coming to see you saturday when I had car issues. You told me not to talk to you because I was upset you left in a parking lot by myself to go to the store with your husband and his daughters. They didn't need you? Unless you were paying for whatever they needed. I needed you? We didn't talk. You texted me monday about how i needed to grow up or else you were going to take me out of school. How can you threaten that? Threaten my education, the biggest thing people need to get anywhere in life these days.. just because my mind didn't think the same thing as yours. Thats pretty narcissistic if you ask me. I apologized once again and told you I would keep up with what you asked just so I could continue to live in the house you no longer live in. I need a roof over my head just like you do.
later that night you texted me and told me you were gonna be at the house I was staying in and spend sometime with me. So me thinking things would be good said okay and was excited. I met you at home later but as soon as I got out of my car I knew things were going to be bad.
Immediately you started telling me to vacuum and dust. You didn't ask how my day was after I asked you about yours. You didn't seem to care much about how I had been doing since you last cared to talk to me. I went from a mother who was so excited for me to come home from school for 4 months, to a mother who didn't seem to want to look at me. So I did as I was told and vacuumed and dusted everything you asked. You asked me what was wrong in a very hurtful tone. I didn't want to tell you about it because I knew it was going to start drama between us. I said nothing and went to my room and closed the door to lay down for a minute so I didn't get upset. You came in, flung the door open and started demanding answers as to what was wrong. I calmly told you that if you didn't already know, then to not worry about it. What else would have been wrong? How did you not realize it?
You were what was wrong, you were why I was hurting. You are the reason I have been crying myself to sleep at the thought of never having you around anymore.
You went off on me for my opinion. You told me my ideas and thoughts were stupid and that I was a brat. You said my sister and I were disrespectful and ungrateful b i t c h e s. You told me that you were leaving and I just sat there with tears pouring down my face wondering if this was real. You've never scared me, Ive never felt threatened by you when you yelled at me. But this was like someone else was inside of you, controlling you. Yelling at me. You decided that no you weren't going to leave... you were going to kick me out. You sprinted back into the room, your face was more red than sunburn, and you told me to get the eff out of your house. So I did. I grabbed my wallet, my purse, put some shoes on and was rushing to get out. As I was doing all of that you were standing behind me yelling that you never wanted to see or talk to me again, and to never come back. Fine. You got it.
I ran out the door with sobbing. My mother just kicked me out. I have never done anything remotely bad to get me kicked out in my entire life. Nothing was ever that bad to make you feel like you never wanted to see me again. What was I supposed to do? I had nothing. All of my things were inside your house. My cat, my clothes, my computer, my personal belongings. You kicked me out for my opinion. You took my college away from me and you haven't talked to me since. What happened to you? You are not the mother you were a year ago. You broke my heart worse than any boy ever could. So much for unconditional love. If you see this, I love you no matter what. But I am no longer a part of your life anymore. I hope you realize the emotional, verbal and mental abuse you have caused me... before you lose your other daughter and your family.
From,
Your daughter who just had an opinion that you didn't want to hear.
