Monday, May 29, 2006 The Truth is... I love my mom but she's making me hate her. She hurts my dog. She nags all the time. She calls me names. She hates me because I'm gay. She makes me feel like I am really insane. She made me hate me because I am ME. I envy my friends because their mom loves them for who they are. Their mom was with them every step of the way. I was alone when bitches bully me in high school. I was alone whenever I join a competition. I was alone for every heartache that I had. It was not until I attempted to commit suicide that my mom realized that she left me all alone. I see her everyday. I eat with her. I hear her voice. She is all over the house but she failed to enter my heart.
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