SeveroDrgnfli
Ain't nobody tryin to get indicted.
I was raised by a single mom and her sisters. shyt was wild. I remember sincerely hating my mom and my brother. I remember giving them looks that I hoped would cause them to burst into flames.
My mom adores my older brother. She told me in sixth grade she couldn't imagine me as an adult but she could imagine my brother as an adult. Id bring home straight A's and she didn't care. My brother didn't graduate high school and she gets excited about anything he does.
I remember graduating high school with honors and seeing all the families with signs for their kids and they got gifts and parties. I didn't even get a congratulations. I over achieved all of my life hoping my mom would say she's proud of me or approve of me. She never did.
My mom gave me a lot of gifts. I appreciate my education very much. But, I'm never satisfied with myself and it's been destructive in my life. I used to think I was fat. Even though I wasn't. I pushed my body to weigh 142 lbs, I'm 5'10 I was passing out all the time. My mom used to tell me I was fat.
My mom calls me to talk about my brother. It's never about me. It's always about him. I remember I was planning to have a baby. My girl was pregnant. We were so excited. I called my mom to tell her and she kept talking about my brother. So I never did. She lost the pregnancy. I wish I could have talked to my mom but again, it's never about me.
My brother tried to stab me to death with a knife. He's a lot bigger than me. I remember seeing blood on the wall and thinking he got me. I was screaming for my mom to call the cops and she didn't. I had to beat this man unconscious.
I still have a stab wound in my hand from where I blocked the knife with my palm. She was more concerned about the broken toilet and shower door he destroyed tossing me through them. Maybe it's because I'm adopted.
- I love My Mom
My mom adores my older brother. She told me in sixth grade she couldn't imagine me as an adult but she could imagine my brother as an adult. Id bring home straight A's and she didn't care. My brother didn't graduate high school and she gets excited about anything he does.
I remember graduating high school with honors and seeing all the families with signs for their kids and they got gifts and parties. I didn't even get a congratulations. I over achieved all of my life hoping my mom would say she's proud of me or approve of me. She never did.
My mom gave me a lot of gifts. I appreciate my education very much. But, I'm never satisfied with myself and it's been destructive in my life. I used to think I was fat. Even though I wasn't. I pushed my body to weigh 142 lbs, I'm 5'10 I was passing out all the time. My mom used to tell me I was fat.
My mom calls me to talk about my brother. It's never about me. It's always about him. I remember I was planning to have a baby. My girl was pregnant. We were so excited. I called my mom to tell her and she kept talking about my brother. So I never did. She lost the pregnancy. I wish I could have talked to my mom but again, it's never about me.
My brother tried to stab me to death with a knife. He's a lot bigger than me. I remember seeing blood on the wall and thinking he got me. I was screaming for my mom to call the cops and she didn't. I had to beat this man unconscious.
I still have a stab wound in my hand from where I blocked the knife with my palm. She was more concerned about the broken toilet and shower door he destroyed tossing me through them. Maybe it's because I'm adopted.
- I love My Mom