Why....

Why do people tend to drop their bullshit on me. I mean, if you're going
thru something and you call to tell me about it, be prepared to hear my
opinion. I don't care if you don't want to hear it, don't tell me about
it.

My ex, her mother, from what she tells me, her mother wishes that she
wasn't never born. No, not the mother, the mother told her that she wish
that she never had her as a baby. I think that's really fucked up for
her to say something like that. That and other things caused us to break
up. But our conversation last night got me upset.

A year ago, her family had a reunion in Washington, DC. The mother has
another son. The son, while at the reunion asked the mother about his
father. This was after the mother pulled him outside and told him all
kinds of madness about her own daughter. Her daughter just happened to
overhear the conversation. She told me that she felt really bad. Her
brother couldn't afford to trave there, so she had bought his ticket.
The brother then approached her and wanted info on his father which the
mother told her about. The mother told her not to say anything to him
about his father. At this point of the conversation, I went off.

You know what? I don't even know why I even to bother to write about
this. One thing I do know, I know that it bothers me. I told my ex that
she has to break the cycle. Cause if she doesn't, she is gonna be just
like her other as she gets older. She doesn't see it, cause she is being
her, and she see no other way to be. Her mother has blamed her for
everything has gone wrong in her life, and now she feels like no matter
what she does, she will never live up to her mother's expectations.

--michaelchappell