Middle child

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Im the middle child. The forgotten one. Thats ok I have acknowledged that i will always be the forgotten one. My dad is forgetful and apologizes when he does. My mom doesnt. She forgets to pick me up, I have to walk. She forgets to tell me its time for dinner, i should make my own or heat the leftovers up, she doesnt care. She never does. Im independent, she seems to think that is a reason for neglect. "She can do things for herself so i can stop doing things for her" that must be my moms thought process. It has to be. Why else am i the only neglected one? Why else would she care less?

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