Well my dad was an alcoholic and my mother pretty much left when I was very young. I got to see her in the summer and sometimes for Christmas. I never really had "parents" I did have my aunt Mary who treated me like her own child and took me in. She tried her best to raise me right and teach me everything I needed to know to make it in life. She never had children of her own, but to me she was mom.
Later on in my life my dad quit drinking, he was very sick and died in 2006. I loved my dad so much that I cant even talk about him right now he will be gone 6 years on 6-6-12.
My mom and I still don't talk much and even when I make and effort to talk to her its a failed effort so I finally just gave up. No use in putting my self through this anymore I am 34 now she never was in my life much why start now? My previous blogs about abuse ect. will explain all of this in further detail.
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