Oh my fucking mom.
Today you have come to meet me 2 hours late.
Then when I ask you to make a reservation at a very popular place you don't listen to me saying instead that by the time we get there, we won't have to wait.
Then the people tell us to wait and I say I don't want to talk to you and you explode.
Like you exploded many times before.
In fact my whole unhappy childhood was all because of you.
those hours and hours wasted at a many different learning center.
My shyness, my explosive anger, my irrationality at times were all because of your
explosive anger. Oh how I hated you. and I still hate you.
Sometimes I am good with you.
But most times I legit-ly forget about you.
How you tried to pick my major for me.
And told me I couldn't make it into the college I am in now.
How you told me I should drop out of the honors program
while making me take after school classes.
Being rich is great. Just great.
I learned no value of money.
As long as I appear obedient.
like you made your husband your lap dog.
And recently you blamed your sister's death
on herself and not her cancer.
You didn't go to her funeral because
you called her foolish.
what a kind, loving, caring mother till the end.
We applaud you.
As a final work I have to say:
fuck you.
