I slept over my brother’s house last night.
I came home from school yesterday,and find my mom not home. I call her, she says shes coming home and that she was just walking and eating out alone. She comes home, piss drunk. I call my brother, worried because she had no reason to be drunk. Really, who just goes out in the morning alone and randomly gets drunk?
My brother calls her and asks her whats going on. She tells him she was out with this guy. (me and my brother call him her boyfriend because its pretty obvious…oh and hes married….) Then, out of no where, when my brother reminds her of the time she left me alone for an entire night, she confesses she was with “her boyfriend” in a hotel.
The fuck mom. THE FUCK? A married man, with 2 kids… I broke down and started crying when I heard this. My brother told me to just start packing and he picked me up…
I’m back home today. When I came up to my mom and asked her why she drank, she just pushed me away saying okay I’ll stop, and she walked away.
Do I really have a mother anymore?