Fuck, man!!!

[biggestwookie]

-Okay, so right when I start feeling better, she does that shit again. My fucking mother calls me up and decides to start hounding me LIKE I'M A FUCKING FIVE YEAR OLD about my abode for next year. She was "trying to make sure that I was not going to forget to take care of it..." fucking bitch really knows how to make you feel like you're in middle school all over again in a matter of seconds. I swear I hate her for that. After I told her that I'd take care of it and to leave me alone about it, she tried to hang up because she knew that she was wrong and didn't want to have to hear about it anymore, at which point I decided to bring up when I'm coming home for my girl's mom's graduation, and she just asked me "Are you doing it because you want to, or because she asked you to?" I was instantly infuriated, because this is what she FUCKING ALWAYS ASKS ME in one form or another. She just wants to make sure I'm not "listening to Marcela's every command" like she makes my dad do. I hate her for that too (the way she makes my dad do whatever she wants and how she always tries to make me hate Marcela.) She says that she's doing it for my interest, but she just wants me to be her little boy forever. WELL FUCK HER. This is PRECISELY why I refuse to talk to her EVER. Every time I end up needing to for one reason or another, she just finds some way to make me feel like shit, and I'm sorry, if it comes between her and Marcela, I'll take my girl without the question even being asked. In fact, I don't think it'll need to come down to a decision like that at all. I'll just refuse to speak to her. Once I'm out on my own, I can do that without any problem. My mother's skewed sense of reality will make it look like I'm a total ass to her and her ALONE, but I really can't try so hard to not make her feel like crap anymore, because that's all she knows how to do to me. I love Marcela and that bitch will not create a rift between us. She will FUCKING NOT hang on to me like the fucking leech that she is. She sucks you dry until you can't think straight anymore. Just the very thought of talking to her makes my throat hurt. I get knots in my stomach. Fuck her. If I don't think about how much of a leech she is, this shit doesn't happen. FUCK. This is not how a mother should treat her son. It's now part of my nature (and was, from the very beginnings to be honest) to defend Marcela and our relationship do the death, and it seems like my stupid, selfish mother is almost willing to test that one on me. WELL FUCK HER. I will not stand for that shit anymore. She is going to know EXACTLY what she does to me whenever she says shit without thinking about it first, and I don't care if it makes her feel like shit, BECAUSE THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT SHE IS for making me feel the way she does. If that's what it takes for me to get healthy, that's what it takes. I can't sit and take her shit, because then that's two people, rather than just her. I can't let her hurt me the way she does. It's not fair.

-SHE WILL KNOW EXACTLY HOW I FEEL WHEN SHE SAYS THINGS LIKE SHE DOES TO ME, BELIEVE THAT. She will fucking know.