Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Death's second self

I feel so overwhelmed. I'm in another fight with my mom, and she continues to call me everyday because I suppose she just hasn't gotten the message that I don't want to talk to her. And I feel that now that she doesn't have two kids in her face every day, who are tucked away at college, she feels like she has the perfect life now and has no actual interest in my life or my problems. She doesn't show sympathy or comfort when I blatantly ask for it, she doesn't remember anything that I tell her. She's more interested and more invested in the lives of her boyfriend's children, my step-siblings, than mine. And maybe its because I've been a more difficult child over the past few years, maybe because she sees stability in their lives and chaos and destruction in ours. And this weekend brought with it a few hard-hitting events for me, and she doesn't even know about them, because she doesn't care enough to ask, and she doesn't want to open my emotional pit, because it always comes spitting out on her.

I may be 19, I may be a legal adult, but I still need a mother.