I really need to get it together……I can’t keep rethinking past experiences and trying to figure out what I did wrong. I did nothing wrong. Everyone’s done things that they aren’t proud of of feel bad for doing. You opened and read a letter from my mother to me…I’m guessing to make sure that she didn’t leave me the house or anything. That’s fine, that house, the car, the jewelry etc doesn’t not bother me. What bothers me is that you can’t even man up and tell me anything. You have you head so far up Jackie’s ass that you just do whatever she says…and for all you know she could have other guys shes seeing. You only see her for like 24 hrs a week…but WHATEVER! Like you ever treated your own mom like a queen….she had to get on you to cut her grass, fuck, you didn’t even have a checking account until after she passed. You weren’t even responsible enough to pay your own bills. You just dropped money off to her so that she could write the checks. Everyone was always talking about how selfish I am….look in the mirror. How many times did you attend my birthday parties…..not many, you were to busy getting high. Then your stupid ass gets busted…of and remember you selling cocaine out of your moms house? Good job you asshole she could have lost her home over you. Ahhhh, then the meth….eventually you will spiral down to nothing. Then all of that greed will get you. Seems like the fake people have the most friends…Ill never understand that. Because of the betrayal, I trust no one. I can trust my man and my son. That’s it. One last thing you scumbag. GO FUCK YOURSELF.