She was a terrible person in many respects. She drove me to self harm, anorexia, depression and self loathing. She manipulated the people she knew and when she got close enough, she would break them. She broke me
Every snide comment she gave and every eye roll she conceived she did it with pure, bitter disgust.
At me.
At what a failure I was.
At how, for a fourteen year old, I was obviously incredibly immature due to the fact that I literally couldn't keep up with the type of person she wanted me to be and the types of things she did.
I was always, just NEVER ENOUGH for what she wanted.
She is my mother.
And I fucking hate her.