JAWC Volume 2 : I'll be on Hiatus, see you all on Friday the Thirteenth in March... Well, this rant should be something that'll stay up for two weeks roughly and be something that I wouldn't mind having up on my site for that long... so we'll have a wonderful little chat about my mother... the bitch who bore me for 9 months only to end up telling me that I was the bane to her life's enjoyment... There's nothing quite like a parent or rather, a mother telling her child that because of that child, she was forced to sacrifice her happiness for that child... I mean, what kind of a message does that send to a child?... it send the message that she hates that child. Why else would you mock that child, ignore that child, play the martyr in front of the child, unless it was a way to manipulate that child to love you, instead of being a good mother who actually loved the child and in turn received love because of who you are instead of what you thought you could do... My mother is a liar, a cheater, and a thief... I can freely admit this, because it's true... it's sick, it's sad, but it's true. everything I've come to know about her has been true and it's a sickness that will haunt me for the rest of my days... because of her, I know where my misogyny comes from, I know where my anger stems from, and I know where my depression lasts from... I hate her, only because I once loved her... I feel shame for having once loved her... but because of that love, I can truly say that I hate her, I hate her with every fiber of my being, she's a horrible person, a shameful woman, and a worse mother. I hate her so very much, that writing this is the only way I can vent without getting more angry and depressed than I am right now... it's, painful to have to deal with someone who you hate... I now know what my mother was thinking of me when she had to take care of me while she hated me as a child for ruining her life. Now let me explain that I don't feel as though I am at fault here for ruining her life... I didn't decide to get knocked up and keep a child that she would ultimately hate... far from it, I was born into this unaware and oblivious to what happened during that time, I was under the impression she loved me... it wasn't until years later that she finally vomitted up the truth in a wave of venomous hate that would eventually become her downfall. I understand that some people have mother issues... I know others have father issues... but usually it's a state of misunderstanding between the parent and child... so I don't have mother issues... I don't want to reconcile, I know she's evil... and I mean that. She. Is. Evil. I have issues with my mother that can never be reconciled, because she's not sorry, in any form, at all about what she's done... she's not apologetic in the least, sometimes she comes across as though she's proud of what she's done, of the turmoil she's caused and the pain she's wrought, the anger she's created and the everlasting disgust she receives from it. I know that this rant will be up for about two weeks, and I want people to know that she's a liar, a cheater and a theif... people need to know the truth, keeping the truth from people will do nothing more than cause more turmoil... but if I can stop one person from getting entangled within her web of lies and malice, than I know that I've done a good thing... If you ever meet my mother, stay clear away, in fact, just run away... she's all smiles, but in reality she's a festering cesspool of lies and hate... she's the dredges of humanity hiding behind an outgoing exterior... she's teh candy coated refuse of a sickness like no other... You may not believe me, but you can't say I didn't warn you. I hate my mother, and I can't wait for her to pass on, not because it'd end her suffering, but because it'll end mine. On Hiatus until March 13th, 2009... - Tiki Man