I feel abandoned.
My mother hasn't been... around for the last five years. I see her about three times a week... Rest of the time she's gone.
She thinks I don't know where she goes... I know. I know good and well.
My dad's pretty much raised me. It actually feels weird when she's home for more than two days at a time. I can't remember the last weekend that she was home.
And she's doing all of this for selfish reasons. Abandoning her damn kids for her own selfish reasons. So she can have her fucking cake and eat it too.
I don't want to put up with this bullshit. This isn't normal.
And she expects me to fucking keep my grandparents or anyone else from knowing that she's gone constantly. She tells me "They don't ever ask where I go, do they? What do you tell them?"
And i've kept her bullshit every time. I've never told a soul.
I shouldn't have to put up with this.
This is selfish bullshit.
