what happened to always being there for me? to shopping? to family time? to enjoying being together?
as i grew up things changed. i got my own opinions. i stopped putting up with your bullshit.
it made me realise - what if... what if all the things you taught me and told me growing up weren't normal. what if they were just what you wanted me to believe were 'normal'.
being so overprotective. so overpowering. so controlling. was there really a need for it? i don't think so.
YOU ARE READING
mother by chance enemies by choice
Short Storya short story/description about the part of having mummy issues that actually hurts :) anyways have a good day besties 🤪
