mother, mother

I hate my mother.
that’s such an angsty thing to say. like i’m a teen with a grudge because momma won’t let me go out past 12, or drink, or.. whatever.
she was abusive for the first twelve years of my life. so much so that children’s aid stepped in.
found out today that she’s cheating on my dad.
my dad found out too.
words can’t express how i’m feeling..? she’s always been so selfish.. she wrote to this man that she wants to leave her family and go be with him.. and.
she’s never truly been my mother. today reinforces that rift between us.
– Dollie