Mom, You always ask me why I hate you so much and what you did to deserve me hating you, and I don’t think I could tell you every reason. I know I’m not perfect, but you’ve done a lot of things lately that are really fucked up. First of all, I think the whole reason you divorced dad was complete bullshit. Yeah, Dad treated us all like shit but you didn’t get divorced until you got this asshole boyfriend who convinced you to do it. You hid it for as long as you could until I found out for myself. You fucking copied poems I wrote out of my room and let him read them, you had his bank account papers and I think you lied about all of that. That’s so shady and you were being so sketch the whole time. I lost it when he wrote Dad that letter that said he wanted to beat him up and shit, and that I was using Dad. Your boyfriend really needs to grow the fuck up – and that’s what I wanted to tell him when I called him. But it ended up being nearly two hours of us bitching each other out and I didn’t know you were standing next to him the entire time. I can’t remember everything he said now but I know we didn’t say anything nice. I remember him calling me irresponsible and rude and all this shit, and I know I wanted to kill him that night. The sick thing is I’ve never met this guy so all the shit he said to me he had to hear from YOU. And you had no problem sitting next to your boyfriend and letting him talk all this shit to me even though I didn’t come to your house for three weeks straight. The second thing I can’t get over is what you did to me when you found out I did drugs. You never asked me about it, but you just threw me into Pathway after one of my ‘friends’ told you I did drugs. Dad would never do that to me, and that’s probably why you didn’t tell him. You basically just locked me up in a place where I didn’t even halfway belong, and that is so fucked up. What kind of mom locks their daughter up and leaves her there? I hate you so much for that and I still do, you know I wanted to die when I was in there and being there just fucked me up. But now it just goes back to your boyfriend. You told me he moved back in with his wife, which is also fucked up since he was still married this whole time. But he’s actually been living with you when we’re not there. How long were you going to hide that? You are such a FUCKING bitch for hiding that. You say he’s not a bad guy, but maybe I’d be willing to meet him if you didn’t do shady shit the whole time you’ve been seeing him. If there’s nothing bad about him, then why have you been hiding him this whole time? All I know of him is that he is an asshole and I have no respect for him, or you. I don’t even like looking at you or listening to what you say because I just hate you. I hope hiding all this shit and lying to your entire family was worth it, because I don’t plan on staying at your house anymore after Christmas is over. I’ve had enough of your shit so I’m just going to stay with Dad until I move out in August. So your little boyfriend can move in with you and you can do whatever the fuck you want because I’ve given up on even trying to like you. I’m sick of listening to PR cry over all the shit you’ve done and telling me he’s going to kill himself and all that shit because none of this would of happened if it wasn’t for you. Fuck you mom and fuck your gay~ass boyfriend. Have a happy fucking life with him, and without me. -Leah