I despise my mom for all of the things she's put me through.
We went through hell and back, and she still:
Doesn't talk to me unless it's convenient, spends my money when I have it, shoves me off on other people when she doesn't want to deal with family, and ignores me when something better comes along.
I wish I could tell her how much I don't like what she does.
I wish I could tell her that the reason I'm unhappy right now, is because of her, and her stupid selfishness.
I wish I could slap her and make her see that she's scarred me for life.
I'm afraid to get too close to anyone, and terrified of the people I'm close to...
I don't even trust myself half the time.