Mum, we’ve never had the easiest of relationships but things have been pretty good for the past few years. You still drive me mental a lot of the time but on the whole things have been ok since I left home. I suppose we’re better when we’re not together too much of the time.
But that’s all changed recently. You have behaved in a really shitty way towards me (and dad) and I’m really pissed off with you. As usual, you’ve put your own schemes and plans ahead of the people who have loved and been loyal to you their whole lives. And to add insult to injury, you can’t even see that your behaviour has been wrong. In fact, you’re the one who’s not speaking to me, doing your classic “aggressive silence” routine.
So let’s get this straight, I haven’t done anything wrong. I was totally within my rights to refuse to do the favour you were asking me because what you were asking was unreasonable and unfair. Furthermore, even if it was unreasonable, that doesn’t mean you should cut your only daughter out of your life. What sort of mother stops speaking to her child just because she didn’t ask “how high” when you told her to jump?! And for your information, prefacing this sort of crap with “let’s be better friends in future” does you no favours.
It’s bad enough that you spent my entire childhood and adolescence punishing me for existing and “ruining your life” as you so eloquently put it. It’s bad enough that I spent more time with childminders than I did with you and that you treated me like a slave when I was at home. It’s bad enough that you never once told me you loved me or were proud of me. It’s bad enough that nothing I’ve ever done has been good enough for you and your ridiculously high standards.
But now I learn that, when it comes down to it, I’m no different in your eyes to all the other people you’ve cut out of your life for displeasing you. People are just a means to an end in your world and the minute they’re not useful or don’t do as they’re told, they’re out.
Well this is just to say a big “fuck you” mum, I’m sick of it. I’m sick of you and the way you treat people. I’m sick of the way you get away with it too because we’re all too scared of you creating an unpleasant atmosphere for everyone. But not this time, you’ve gone too far. This is just what I’d like to say to you. Rest assured that there’s a less angry and hopefully more constructive letter on its way to you in real life. But meanwhile in cyberspace, I just wanted to say, fuck you, you’re a fucking bitch.
Phew, feel better now! 🙂