LPpinkfreak821
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This morning, I woke up and got dressed. Got into my mother's car & made a big mistake. My mistake? Getting into the car. The entire way to school I heard [in a screaming manor]
- You don't respect me
- Everything I've ever done with you was a mistake
- I'm your mother.
- You never ****ing talk to me anymore, it's like you live in a world that isn't real.
- Where did I go wrong?
- You spoiled brat
- I hate you
- I wish you'd ****ing talk to me. Stop being a little bitch and talk to me
- You do things without telling me. You act like your grown. WELL YOUR NOT! your only 16.
- Your probably thinking "shut up bitch" and I don't care if you are. Your my daughter and I love you.
- I wish you weren't born to hate me. It seems like you were. That's what you do. You hate me and you don't talk to me
- Do you hate me? Are you scared of me?
When we got to school, I just didn't know what to say. I tried to keep a straight face the entire time in the car. I was trying really hard not to cry. Everytime she gets mad, she completely unloads on me. Even if she's mad at someone else. When she pulled up in front of the school she said "go whine to your teacher about how I'm a bitch. Just get out" so I pulled my sunglasses on because now I was in tears, I got out, and kept walking. She tried to honk the horn and she tried calling my name so I'd turn around. . but I didn't want her to see that I was crying. . so I kept walking. I hate crying at school. I really don't like the attention it brings. So I bit my lip & tore skin while trying to get into a bathroom or an empty room where I could cry. I recieved a text message about twenty minutes saying "I love you and I'm sorry I made you cry" . . then I got a voicemail around 9. . . She was back to her ranting and raving. She said that she was right to yell at me and lay down the law. She wasn't sorry that she said all that stuff. She said that I need to grow up and learn to talk. In a fake kind of way she yelled "I LOVE YOU, BRITTANY SARA and I don't know why you hate me" .. Brittanysara is my middle name for those of you are like "isn't her name Krista." She made me cry an hour. People saw me crying and I hate that. I don't like when people see me cry. I dont like that "are you okay" and "what happened". I hate it. My teachers already think that I'm not completely in my right state of mind and I guess now they don't think it, they feel that they know it. I hate the constant staring that I get from people. I hate everything about it. Right now, I do hate her. She made me feel completely like **** right before I walk into school where everyone knows me with tears streaming down my face. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I really do. The things she said this morning really got to me and that never happens. She always chooses me to unload on when she's mad about something. in the voicemail she did admit something that is obviously is really good at "I can destroy people when I'm pissed. I know that" yea. . thanks mom. Your the best. I hate you.
She even got to me enough to write & I try not to write when I'm extremely upset, but. . . she pushed me over the limit.
"I'm sorry that I'm such a screw up
I'm sorry that I was never good enough
I'm sorry that I disapointed you
I'm sorry ta tI never said anything to you
I'm not sorry that you scream at me
I'm not sorry when you crush my dreams
I'm not sorry that you never shared out love
I'm not sorry and I never was.
I don't hate you when you yell
I didn't hate you when everything fell
I don't hate you, I don't think I ever did
I don't hate you and I never called you a bitch
I hate you for not loving me
I hate you for not seeing or knowing me
I hate you for everything that you do
Most of all, I hate you for you"
- You don't respect me
- Everything I've ever done with you was a mistake
- I'm your mother.
- You never ****ing talk to me anymore, it's like you live in a world that isn't real.
- Where did I go wrong?
- You spoiled brat
- I hate you
- I wish you'd ****ing talk to me. Stop being a little bitch and talk to me
- You do things without telling me. You act like your grown. WELL YOUR NOT! your only 16.
- Your probably thinking "shut up bitch" and I don't care if you are. Your my daughter and I love you.
- I wish you weren't born to hate me. It seems like you were. That's what you do. You hate me and you don't talk to me
- Do you hate me? Are you scared of me?
When we got to school, I just didn't know what to say. I tried to keep a straight face the entire time in the car. I was trying really hard not to cry. Everytime she gets mad, she completely unloads on me. Even if she's mad at someone else. When she pulled up in front of the school she said "go whine to your teacher about how I'm a bitch. Just get out" so I pulled my sunglasses on because now I was in tears, I got out, and kept walking. She tried to honk the horn and she tried calling my name so I'd turn around. . but I didn't want her to see that I was crying. . so I kept walking. I hate crying at school. I really don't like the attention it brings. So I bit my lip & tore skin while trying to get into a bathroom or an empty room where I could cry. I recieved a text message about twenty minutes saying "I love you and I'm sorry I made you cry" . . then I got a voicemail around 9. . . She was back to her ranting and raving. She said that she was right to yell at me and lay down the law. She wasn't sorry that she said all that stuff. She said that I need to grow up and learn to talk. In a fake kind of way she yelled "I LOVE YOU, BRITTANY SARA and I don't know why you hate me" .. Brittanysara is my middle name for those of you are like "isn't her name Krista." She made me cry an hour. People saw me crying and I hate that. I don't like when people see me cry. I dont like that "are you okay" and "what happened". I hate it. My teachers already think that I'm not completely in my right state of mind and I guess now they don't think it, they feel that they know it. I hate the constant staring that I get from people. I hate everything about it. Right now, I do hate her. She made me feel completely like **** right before I walk into school where everyone knows me with tears streaming down my face. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I really do. The things she said this morning really got to me and that never happens. She always chooses me to unload on when she's mad about something. in the voicemail she did admit something that is obviously is really good at "I can destroy people when I'm pissed. I know that" yea. . thanks mom. Your the best. I hate you.
She even got to me enough to write & I try not to write when I'm extremely upset, but. . . she pushed me over the limit.
"I'm sorry that I'm such a screw up
I'm sorry that I was never good enough
I'm sorry that I disapointed you
I'm sorry ta tI never said anything to you
I'm not sorry that you scream at me
I'm not sorry when you crush my dreams
I'm not sorry that you never shared out love
I'm not sorry and I never was.
I don't hate you when you yell
I didn't hate you when everything fell
I don't hate you, I don't think I ever did
I don't hate you and I never called you a bitch
I hate you for not loving me
I hate you for not seeing or knowing me
I hate you for everything that you do
Most of all, I hate you for you"