damm thats wild
your pops an a$$hole
my ex from Guam mom is like that
my ex was the 1 kid out of 5 that did things for her mom
she allowed her to live with her and all that
her mom even stole money from her while she was stationed in Korea
but for some reason her mom trust the other kids the most
haha. You know. It's funny... because by the end of the day, that's the only thing you can do about it.
Its lifes ironies that really have you confused about why things the way they are. Ultimately, all you can do is do your best, be a good citizen with righteous thoughts/actions, accept it when life throws you lemons... and hope the karma khameleon falls on your side of the tracks.
I always kept my mom fresh with nice clothes, ice or expensive gems every birthday/moms day or christmas (my sister never bought mom shiit... and dad didn't even buy her a wedding ring, let alone jewelry, who you think bought her the ring on her finger? Damn. I was basically my momma's boyfriend).
But all that, i never had the intent to do so to get anything in return, didn't expect to inherit anything... because i always did it out of love. I admired my mom more than anything on the planet. I even told myself when i was young, if momma ever died I would MURK myself.
Of course, i'm much older now and its actually a moronic idea... but the ether of her passing burns really really slow (as realistic and rational of a person i am... her dying is one thing, but watching her deteriorate before my eyes and me being helpless... is something that's etched into my mind and soul until the end of eternity).
I was never able to buy her a car or crib, never got married so she could see me walk down the aisle... will never know what its like for my momma... my angel to hold my first born...
ITS SOOO FUKKIN FUKKKED UP.
Gawt damn fam. i'm crying right now... i don't know. It just really really sucks.
Everything sucks right now.
I don't wanna be here anymore.
i dont want to wake up anymore. I fukked up. i was so dumb. All these years... being a grown kid and nothing to show for it.
Feel like momma died in vain. She already lost 3 kids due to infancy problems, sister got divorced 9 years ago, lost her own momma 3 years back and her little lap dog that she came home to everyday... also died 2 years ago. It's been a rough ride. She just couldn't handle it anymore. That's why i stayed home, decided not to move in with my girl to keep momma happy. To be the mediator when pops acted up or kept momma slave in her own home (never let her go shopping, go visit her sisters in california... at least not with a fight, and when she got home, she got a whole lot of lip for it for days/weeks... and i would get into fights with my dad, but when i'm not home, he's back to being verbally a dyck to mom).
Any way, i digress.
Now my dad is trying to right his wrong, feeling remorse for being a douche of a husband, sociopathic/irreverent father to his children and family members.
But its too late. Momma was so angry during her last days with the cancer. She was in pain but was so angry and distraught at how she allowed her husband to walk over her and manipulate her for so many years.
Only reason why she never divorced... cuz it wasn't in her heart. She stayed together for her kids.
If that's not sacrifice... i dont' know what is. She was a walking angel. A modern day Mother Terese and Princess Di rolled up into one.
And i had her for 33 years.
I'll never forget her.
*sighs* and for her to die the way she did was sooo misfortunate. To basically died a slow, starving death.
You want to see living hell? Well.. i experienced it first hand.
4 months of that. Clinging on by a thread and not knowing when you're gonna die and momma prolly wondering why me? A healthy woman who exercised 5-6 times a week, ate healthy and family had history of no cancers or ailments. 14 siblings (she the 3rd oldest at 59 years old) and my mom goes first. Funny thing is, the 2 older siblings (one of them happens to be a millionaire, successful entrepreneur) of my momma never took care of the younger ones. It was my mom that played the eldest... she worked her fingers to the bone. But this is the thanks she got. A death certificate and a swift one at that.
Lucky me i guess.
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