They give birth to you, they feed you bathe you, and give you everything you want until you reach 'that' age.

You think for yourself now, you try and gain some independence from them, they try to reel you back in with the whole 'I put you into this world and I can take out back out' speech. You suffer, they take things away, you tell them off, you get hit, they call it a parental right or 'spanking'. You get a bit older, you realize how strong you are and that you are a threat to them. They hit you more, verbally abuse you, telling you that you can't do anything, you're too picky, you're spoiled, when in the end they're ether talking about themselves (and they know it), or they wish they where you (they're jealous of you and want to make you pay for it). Then you tell them you are your own person, you can do things by yourself and you are strong enough to take matters in your own hands. They still want to brainwash you to think they know best, they've been through everything you have when they know some things they haven't, and if you tell them that, they say 'oh that's nothing! That's no big deal'. Then they make you wanna just kill yourself, they bring down the hammer, they no longer care for you but they make it seem that they do. They're just making you a pawn since they can't control anything in their lives anymore. You threaten to kill yourself, they say 'ok go ahead!', knowing that you won't since that'd be 'doing their bidding'. You ache inside, you're nothing but a hollow shell of something you never were. You have something, something everyone dreads..... and that is....


...... a single mother over 50.....




... at least that's just me....