i called my mom to tell her about my going into the Phospital on Monday. i was pretty much looking for an "i love you, take care, i wish you well. ect.ect." instead i got "it's your fault you are like this": the the i am holier than thou bull crap. "i am better than you (even though i am on the same meds as you and only for stress cause my boy friend that takes care of me so i don't have to work and my son don't get along)" oh and i get told that it's so crucial that i call someone i knew 4 years ago (on an online game) cause he's sad his gf ripped him off. i told him years ago she was a scammer. i said sorry mom i have more on my plate than some old online friend and his online dating drama (she cares more about her video game children then her real ones. why does she keep adopting kids online when she can't even be a real mother to the ones she has). i sent my mom the request to join the boards to support me when i joined last week and called her to remind her about it twice. has she joined ??? no. now i understand some mothers are just not there for their kids once they are old enough to work but i never had a father either. so who am i supposed to go to for that "i love you child" support i have been needing all these years. i could go into that hospital and be there forever and my mother wouldn't care. understand that all the support i ever wanted was emotional. i dont want her to pay my bills or anything. when i went to college she was against it. when i lived with her she told me drop out of high school work full time or move out. i moved out got my education. she has never been there for me and it is so horrible having someone say it's my fault i am bi-polar. geeze mom maybe if you and dad had cleaner blood (if you know what i mean) when you conseved me and when you were carrying me in your stomach maybe then i would be normal like everyone else and be able to hold a job and not be bankrupt. and be a normal member of society instead of on my way to a phospital cause ppl are worried that i'm unstable. GARRRR i am never talking to her again. as of today i am parent-less i am the child of aliens and if i ever get married i am not inviting her. if anyone wants a 26 year old bi-polar, anxiety, agoraphobic daughter to hug let me know.
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