I love you and yet
I despise you.
You self righteous hypocrite, Mommy Dearest
"I always did what I thought was best for you girls"
"I did the best I could to raise you three on my own"
You ruled the house with an iron hand and I was the recipient of it.
If I stepped out of line, I would get hit..
Not my sisters though
everything was put back on me. Why? Cause I'm the oldest?
Well fuck you and your logic, Mommy Dearest.
What the hell kind of thinking is that?
I practically helped you raise my two sisters so you could
work a job or two and go off and fuck some Tom, Dick or Harry.
I lost my childhood because of that.
Bitter? No, cause I have the last laugh.
I had to wake my sister up every morning for school
because you had to work the "early" shift, taking the baby to the
nanny's house.
Nine years old and fixing my little sister scrambled eggs on
a gas stove, because that is what she wanted for breakfast.
Pack two lunches and get her dressed.
Walk to school with her and make sure she got into her room ok.
Fuck you Mommy Dearest that was supposed to be YOUR job!
Pick her up after school and walk home.
Fix her a snack and entertain her for three to four hours
when you would come home.
IF, we were lucky enough to have you home on a weekend,
who would watch them both so you could take a nap?
And what kind of thanks did I get? A slap here, a slap there.
"You are nine years old and can't keep a five and three year old quiet for a couple of hours?" Slap
you married the same man twice who beat the holy hell out of you in front of me.
Now how healthy is that? I would hold my breath until I quit breathing
and turned blue to make him stop.
Yeah, that was best for me!
You said not too long ago that you
respected us when we were little
you didn't bring men home to fuck and
God knows you could have. No, but you left
me home with the kids so you could go out and do it.
And you had the nerve to call ME a slut?
What?! Oh, you don't know what I am talking about?
Why am I not surprised.
Remember when I gave up my virginity to a boy that was two years older?
A boy that I loved, truly, deeply with all my heart?
He was the sweetest, nicest person who only wanted
to love and protect me.
But you ripped him from my heart and left a jagged edge.
All because he lived in a trailer and had long hair,
you thought he was trash.
You didn't give him a chance; five minutes after meeting him
you decided he wasn't right for me.
Remember when you told me I couldn't see him anymore and I had
to break up with him?
Remember when I told you I was not going to do it?
You called me little bitch and a slut, slapping me the whole while.
I finally had enough of your bullshit, called you the bitch and
slapped you across your face.
Remember what you did then Mommy Dearest?
Of course not. Well, I do. You chased me around the house
with a knife then locked me in my room.
Huh, imagine your surprise when you came back and I was gone.
Window wide open.
Oh! Did you panic Mommy Dearest? Did you?
Thank God I had a friend that you didn't know about
cause that's where I stayed for a week.
And guess what mother...so did he.
We made love and it was beautiful and gentle.
We were going to run off together,
even had a friend give us money,
but we chickened out.
Then you used my grandmother as bait
getting the word to me that she was sick and dying.
I show up and you had the fuckin' cops pick me up,
handcuff me like a fuckin' criminal and take me to juvy.
You fuckin' cunt! You self righteous bitch.
I would see him after that, standing in the background
watching me, but I was afraid to even look at him
because you threatened to have him arrested for rape
if I ever spoke to him again.
From that point on, I hated you, despised you, loathed you
Yeah, after a while I dated again, several guys.
Couldn't find one quite like him.
Settled for one you liked, which made me dislike him.
I would break up with him, get back together, break up again.
Then uh oh, what happened?
History repeats itself.
I start dating a guy you don't like.
Guess what Mommy Dearest?
I'm eighteen now and you can't do a damn thing about it.
I end up pregnant. Now who's loathing?! Foaming at the mouth.
Give the baby up, have an abortion.
No you stupid cunt, I am having this baby.
You even went as far as to take me to counseling,
turns out to be a fucking adoption agency.
You fuckin' whore!
Oh, now what!! Baby is born and you worship
the ground he crawls on.
The father turns abusive and beats me (sound familiar)
Not where the bruises are visible, oh no,
he knew how to do it.
Back of the head. Punches, slaps, whatever he has in his hand
at the time.
I would black out all the time.
Get the worst headaches that I still get to this day.
My ears ring...still.
They would be so bruised I couldn't touch them.
I ask you for help. "Not until you have had your gut full"
What the hell! You piece of shit. Did you enjoy that?
Finally, when I tell you that your precious grandson is standing
between the assholes legs while holding a loaded shot gun in his lap,
you help. But not for me you say, for Matt.
Fast forward a few years and huh! I end up
married to the guy from high school that you liked so much.
Imagine that, trying to please Mommy Dearest, and I married
second best. Happy now?
But how could you be...
One daughter tells you she is leaving her husband
for a WOMAN!
How could you have raised a lesbian?
Where did you go wrong?
How could she do this to you?
Fucking Fagot! Yeah, that's what you called her.
She's not welcome at your house anymore, but her son is!
You know what bitch; it's not about YOU anymore.
You know what I say?
I say good for her. She likes pussy? Good for her.
I am happy for her because for the first time in her
life, SHE is happy.
Know what else Mommy Dearest? I like her girlfriend
and they are both welcome at my house anytime.
In fact her girlfriend comes over all the time just to hang out.
Now for the FINAL note.
The final slap in your fucking face...
My last laugh.
Remember my first true love mother?
The one you tore away from me?
Remember him Mommy Dearest?
I am having an affair with him!
That's right mother after 20 years,
so take that and shove it up your
self righteous, hypocritical ass you
fucking whore!
Bitter you ask? No, I'm not fucking bitter,
cause I've got the last laugh now!