LAWOMAN75's Journal

Ok, someone was kind enough to request some of my writings, here is one...

Mom, do you know what it was like?

Do you know what it was like?

I had to be your reflection.

I had to be at your every beck and call.

Do you know what it was like?

I had to listen to you two argue everyday, everynight.

I  had to be your verbal punching bag inbetween fights.

Do you know what it was like?

I had to do everything your way, because you were more worried about your reputation, than my feelings and why I was in isolation.

I had to go everywhere with you.

You made me go to an adult restaurant at age 7 for my birthday and since because you wanted to.

Do you know what it was like?

I had to plan my surgery and my wedding day around your schedule and vacations.

You weren't here to help me plan the most important day of my life.

Do you know what it was like?

You cheated one Dad, left us behind, to find more happiness for yourself.

You expected me to be "ok" with it.

I had to pick up the peices after you left, forgetting my hurt, my pain, my feelings.

I got stuck in the middle of you and Dad, having to listen to all of it.

I had to stuff and hide my feelings because I had to be supportive to you both.

I had NO ONE to lean on to help me deal, so I chose to cope with pain killers, coke and alcohol.

Do you know what it was like?