My mother’s response to my letter.
Have whatever feelings you are having that is fine. No worries. But for the last fucking time, stop blaming me for your problems, you chose the path you chose because you wanted to. You have PTSD because you blame everyone for your mistakes. So grow up.
And Daughter for your fucking information it takes money to pay a fucking mortgage, car payments insurance food and fucking clothes. Are you fucking kidding me. The children who think you are grown and acting mature are just that fucking children. Everyone GROWN up I know thinks that you are acting like a selfish SPOILED little Bitch and are surprised it took me this long to stop paying for your shit.
Grow up and stop blaming everyone for your life OWN IT!!!!! Just like we all have to do. I am so tired of apologizing to you for stupid shit that has happened, I OWN all of my shit, if you so fucking grown then OWN it.
For the record just because you are my daughter doesn’t mean I have to help you with anything. Just like I posted on your Facebook yesterday, when someone starts to expect and not appreciate the support that is given to them, then it is time to stop. And that is what I am doing. You want to speak to me this way and give me ultimatums and demand shit from me, then this is the consequence for it. I don’t owe you or anyone else anything.
I will always be here for you, but I am not your punching bag for how horrible you think your life was growing up. You had it better then 90% of teenagers and college kids. You however chose to look at your life as half empty and you are continuing to do that. Someday you will see life without those rose colored glasses and you little girl will have to stop being so selfish. The world doesn’t evolve around you.
