to be honest, she wasnt a good mother... she actually was a drug addict that 'promised' to her kids over 50 times to get off the addiction. she just didnt care about her family, and trust me.. she could have tried... she could have tried for 10 years.. but she didnt. so for that, i have little respect for her.
Don't you think she had dreams about being a good mother and taking care of her family ?
Drugs can really mess with your life.
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i dont ever yell or get angry at her, im not playing games when she is working, im at school, i do appreciate and respect my parents all the time.
i would never call my mom a bitchcuntface, even if my other family members did... she is an awsome woman, she was just having a bad day when she broke my disk.
i never called my mom bitch, and i never would. the only reason i called her stupid is because she was acting stupid. the reason she had for breaking my disk was all weird and slightly screwed up. i agree with your logic carlos, i would never call my mom something, unless she was acting the part =)
Just a bad day, still she broken the disc for a reason, but nice to know that are people that actually know where money comes from and how hard is to get it.
Over the last years i saw my other brothers just waiting for the their birthdays and wanting new things (expensive), I look at my brother and ask Do you even care how hard it's to get that amount of money ? He just replied: "Daddy's got in the bank".
my mom is amazing. she gave birth to three boys, the first was big (me), the second one was heavy, and the third was the biggest, and the heaviest......in the hospital. he holds the record of biggest baby delivered in that hospital.
as for the rest, she has put up with our fighting ways, and has somehow survived all the fights and arguments and trouble we used to make. while other kids are playing with trucks, and being good, we are trying to wack each other with huge sticks, and breaking the sticks as we fight. they get shorter and shorter, but we keep fighting. and when they are too short, we grab more, and continue the fight. rakes have been thrown, shovels, 2x4's and still, she has maintained her sanity. well, thats not completely true. she's become paranoid, and everytime she hears us all laughing she runs in thinking we are fighting. however, i dont think any other mom could withstand that much and still escape unscathed by such destruction.
Don't you think she had dreams about being a good mother and taking care of her family ?
Drugs can really mess with your life.
really? no. i have never thought that. she hasnt shown love for me.. she hasnt tried to make it better for her family... all she has done has been selfish.
on the other hand, my father is the complete opposite. he has been terminally/chronically ill since i was born and he has always put his kids before him. every penny he gets he spends it on us.. the only thing he has is his bed and hdtv (which was our idea to get him XD) and he would do anything to make our lives better. he has taught me a lot of stuff about working, driving, cars, doing DIY stuff, and just about everything.
I love my dad.
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Don't you think she had dreams about being a good mother and taking care of her family ?
Drugs can really mess with your life.
Just a bad day, still she broken the disc for a reason, but nice to know that are people that actually know where money comes from and how hard is to get it.
Over the last years i saw my other brothers just waiting for the their birthdays and wanting new things (expensive), I look at my brother and ask Do you even care how hard it's to get that amount of money ? He just replied: "Daddy's got in the bank".
as for the rest, she has put up with our fighting ways, and has somehow survived all the fights and arguments and trouble we used to make. while other kids are playing with trucks, and being good, we are trying to wack each other with huge sticks, and breaking the sticks as we fight. they get shorter and shorter, but we keep fighting. and when they are too short, we grab more, and continue the fight. rakes have been thrown, shovels, 2x4's and still, she has maintained her sanity. well, thats not completely true. she's become paranoid, and everytime she hears us all laughing she runs in thinking we are fighting. however, i dont think any other mom could withstand that much and still escape unscathed by such destruction.
i love my mom.
really? no. i have never thought that. she hasnt shown love for me.. she hasnt tried to make it better for her family... all she has done has been selfish.
on the other hand, my father is the complete opposite. he has been terminally/chronically ill since i was born and he has always put his kids before him. every penny he gets he spends it on us.. the only thing he has is his bed and hdtv (which was our idea to get him XD) and he would do anything to make our lives better. he has taught me a lot of stuff about working, driving, cars, doing DIY stuff, and just about everything.
I love my dad.