(were gonna pretend i didn't write this twice my bad)
I had never really taken a minute to sit and think about my mom as a person.
I realized she wasn't who I thought she was.
She was a drug addict whore.
It's not that the drugs made her not care for me,
She just didn't and the drugs made her drop the fucking act.
Bringing in new guys almost everyday,
Always on some sort of drug/alcohol.
I felt like an idiot for never realizing it sooner.
I guess I was so stuck up and caught in the feeling of love, just wanted to feel something I never got from anyone else I never saw through her act.
I just wanted to love the rest of my family who would never have the chance to give me.
I wanted love but you know what I got?
A total asshole addict mom.
I want fucking love,
I want affection.
I don't even remember the last time I got I fucking hug.
It was a matter of time before my mom had something happen to her right?
She's hooking up with creepy men all the time and going back to there houses,
She drives drunk and drugged out all the time, something bound to happen at some point right?
Of course I wouldn't be okay or happy that something happened to her but I would feel some sort of relief.
At times like this I was beyond thankful to have people like tubbo and tommy in my life.
They brought A certain feeling of comfort.
Even if they had no idea what was going on they still brought a sense of security.
