


Last night was the first time ive seen my mother in 2 years. The last interaction we had was when i called her from the hospital 8 months ago to see if she could give me a ride to my house. She works 4 minutes from the facility i was at.. but i had to "lie in the bed i made for myself". I walked 9 miles. 
We hadnt spoken since. But i had to go into her work anyway so i figured id see how she was doing



First words said were that i need to see a dentist.

 Then she asked if they "gave me crazy pills so id stop being such a jackass" when i said ive been stable 7 months she said that they gave her remeron too and "it didnt do shit". 

The woman offered to buy me new pants because mine were pretty beat up and when i said i went up a size from the meds, laughing about it, she said "i thought you were getting heavy i just didnt want to say it." I went from a 34 to 36. Not exactly drastic. But lets keep going.  

"I heard you told your sister that you were r***d. You cant go saying stupid shit like that to anyone you want and Paul was a good kid who looked out for you.. you dont just say shit like that and especially when its untrue.."  "but it is true.."  "no the fuck it isnt mark you just want someone to care about you, so you can treat them like shit. Just like always." 

"You know your kids stopped asking about you right?"  Came out of left fucking field. And when i asked what shes said to my sons she replied with "i told them you were sick like Ruger (the dog i bought them that had to be put down because of a brain disease)  


Finally she asked why i was wearing a hoodie when its nice out and i said i have a ton of scars im not comfortable with.. 
"Well see i told you cutting yourself was dumb and you never listened to me. You still even have the scar on your neck from that extension cord! Who the hell raised you??" 



You did you miserable fucking shrew.  We lasted 41 minutes.