My mom manipulated my whole life, as in everything about me.
It was all started when I got into depression. I suffered from too much sadness. I suffered from too much pain. It seems like my world scattered into small pieces, and it will never be formed again.
My boyfriend cheated on me. My parents are always fighting. My school got worst. Everything was just a total messed up.
I just wanted to die. I just wanted to disappear.
It even urged me to kill myself. I just wanted to end my life.
I took a rope inside our kitchen cabinet then brought it to my room. I looked up into the ceiling. Thoughts came rushing in my mind. They're screaming. They're frustrating me. So, I tied the rope up to the ceiling. I readied myself before placing it around my neck. I breath out heavily and jump.
Then my mom, came inside the picture. She started to manipulate everything as if she's the owner of it. She decided everything for me.
Everything falls into their place again.
I got good grades. I got my boyfriend back. My parent's relationship became stronger.
My classmates and even my friends envied me because of that. Well, who wouldn't be? I just got the life that every girl dreamed to have.
Happy family. Perfect boyfriend. Successful studies.
But who knows, they are all lies. Behind those were all big lies.
Let me tell you the truth.
I got good grades, not because I'm good. My mom manipulates it, ofcourse. Spending too much money was just her past time. She don't mind spending millions and even billions just to make me succeed in life. Paying all my professors, paying someone to do my projects and thesis, I'll pass. I'll tell you, everything was just about money.
I got the perfect boyfriend. Cheater is always a cheater but I know practice makes perfect. He already perfected the art of pretending. Saying I love you's, hugging and kissing me, showing everything how much he loves me were all lies. He was a big dumbass!
But you know what's worst?
Having a complete happy family that I had wished it is true. I just don't know how my mom took care of this one, accepting the man who spends his whole life cheating. Having dinner together and taking pictures after that. After what I had learned, seeing my mom smiling was the big lie I've ever know.
Until now, I still keep wondering how and why my mom keep doing all of this. But I know one thing is sure.
Every mom loves their daughter unconditionally.
Maybe, she just didn't want to lose me. She just didn't want me to lose myself again. She didn't want to lose her daughter.
And that's my manipuLOVEtive mom.
