Consider this an open letter to my adult child –

I gave birth to you almost 22 years ago. I willingly kept you, even tho everyone around me told me to give you up for adoption. Even though I gave up my freedom, I did it all willingly because I loved you. I took you to the hospital MANY times because you had health problems. I took you to counseling because your dad abandoned us.

I listened to you. To how you said you felt.

We listened when you had problems with your boyfriend. We bailed your belongings out when you claimed he was going to throw your stuff out. Even tho we had plans of our own that day.


This year, you scammed me out of over $1ooo with your issues. This year, you took advantage of our love. You trashed my home. You curse at us, yet you had no where else to go…..supposedly.

You married a criminal. A drug addict. A lazy good for nothing who wont pull his own weight. You tried to bring this idocy into MY home.

When we spoke to you on several occasions, you said things would change. We put out money we didnt have to ensure you would eat. We put you in space we didnt have.

But that wasnt good enough for you. Nothing weve done has ever been good enough for you.

So, when you didnt get you way, you wigged out. Like always. You always scream and curse when you dont get your way. I dont even know why I thought you would change and act like an adult. You curse and called your brother names when he works his tail off for us.

You have ZERO compassion for others.

You expect people to bend over backwards when you dont pull your own weight. And you think that even tho Im your mother, Im going to give up what Ive worked for 40 years to acquire?

And then today- you trash talk me all over the internet?

I guess you forgot that right after I had your brother I almost died from complications of lupus. I guess you forgot that you lived with your grandmother for almost 6 weeks because your father couldnt deal with just how sick I was? I guess you forgot about how even you memorized how much medication I was taking? Yea, lupus isnt real. Riiiight.

And Im lazy? All I did for, well, your entire life, was clean up after YOU. And for the 2 weeks you lived in this house… couldnt even rinse out your coke cans. You couldnt even wash an entire dish. And you couldnt even straighten up the bathroom after you used it. But IM the lazy one?

Ha. Im a hypochondriac? How many times have I gotten calls or text messages that you thought you had lupus, arthritis, were having miscarriages? How many times did you take your husband to the ER for some fake kidney issues just so he could scam them for drugs?

And my personal favorite… now want me dead? I loved that one so much that I actually did a screen shot of that one. Its so nice to know that I gave up everything to have such an ungrateful daughter. You can rejoice now. Ive washed my hands of you, your unnecessary drama, and your constant need for attention. Go find someone else to whine to and someone else to attempt to rip off financially.

You think your husband burned too many bridges? Well guess what? Youve burned every bridge that USED to support you and your decisions – and while I will always love you…..the person youve become this year has only disappointed us. Just remember that the next time you need something or someone, because this bridge is closed.