Yeah, I don't know what I would do without my dad. He is always there for me no matter what. Mom always gets angry if we're out somewhere and I get upset and always need to call him. She says why can't I talk to her. I do, but he is the one who is there for me all the time....
It's hard to explain. My mom seems different. We use to get along really good. We would fight but she generally seemed to care about me. I always call her and ask how her day is and how she is feeling...she never calls me and sees how I am....Sometimes I honestly wonder if she still loves me...I know she does, but it's hard to believe sometimes. I know I'm being greedy and she probably has something wrong with her and I should be more caring to her...but you have no idea. I don't know how I could possibly care more and it's still not enough. I can't say "poor you mom" everytime she has a pain...that would be like 1309023902 times a day.
Oh well. I don't want you all thinking I'm talking badly of my mother, cause I'm not. I just can't take how she treats me. It really hurts to feel that your own mother doesn't want much to do with you...
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