This is sad. I only write here when I'm upset about something. Oh well.
On to fear. This is pathetic. My greatest fear is that I might turn into my mother. I know, I know, everyone says that we all turn into our mothers but I disagree. Not everyone, and I sincerely hope that I am not one of them. She is psychotic. I honestly think she needs to seek professional help (instead of sending me, because she thinks I'm the problem).
She is so up and down. I cannot be like that. I prize myself on my rationality (if that's a word). She is the most irrational person I have met in my life. She never allows me to explain myself. I would hate to turn into that. And right now, she is a "that" to me. Not my mother, a mean psycho being that has taken over her body.
I guess I'm just afraid that if I become like her people will feel about me the way I do about her now. A combination of fear and hate.
Friday, May 21, 2010
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