I. "I don't know where I'm going but I don't think I'm coming home."
27 February 2015, Friday @ 22:57
Let me get to a touchy subject: mothers.
Don't get me wrong, I love my mother to death. She's been my only parent since my dad died of cancer 12 years ago. She's seen me through my worst times as a teen mother, a drug addict, a suicidal maniac and in heartbreak and she's always been there.
But sometimes, once you've been one thing in a mother's eyes nothing can change that.
Tonight was a pure example. My mom had misplaced a box of painkillers and barged into my room accusing me of taking them to get high. I was so hurt I burst into tears of anger. I would always be a druggie in my mother's eyes.
I eventually found it packed in her cupboard. I walked out that room without her even bothering to apologise.
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