I've got a dank ass attitude on me today. I've also got tickets to see Pulp, a band my mum's cunt of a boyfriend likes. He does not have tickets to Pulp, so I'm going to spend this post throwing shade at the fat cunt to rub it in.
I have his sister on Facebook, so I probably won't share this post.
My mum's boyfriend treats her like trash. He puts her down, calls her stupid and left her after 27 years during his very late midlife crisis when he thought he could do better. He couldn't, obviously, and despite spending months on the phone to my brother telling him he would never go back to her while he was listening to my mum cry herself to sleep, he moved back in last year.
I could not hate a weapon of mass destruction as much as I hate this human cum stain.
He also treats me like trash. He screamed at me throughout my childhood, called me mean and hurtful for wanting to spend Christmas with my dad and told me the overdose that landed me in the hospital was "really annoying". He also told me I should be in therapy for being such a cunt.
True, but that's not the point.
The Pièce de résistance was his staying friends with the psychopath that kicked me out and made me homeless at 19, formally known as my cousin. Had he not buried her cat alongside my cat ,I maybe could have let that one go. But he did, so I didn't.
Although let's face it, I was never really going to let that go.
The point of this post isn't to slag him off, although it's a big part of it. The point is to talk about my mum. My mum is a wonderful woman; she's ridiculous, beautiful, and so fucking good at what she does that she gets paid $120 an hour. But she's weak. She still stays with this piece of human excrement that left her after nearly 30 years, let him back into her life and her home and treated her only daughter like trash. She's an amazing person, but when it comes to him, she has absolutely no strength. She's weak, she has no backbone, and she made me who I am.
When most people say this, they mean that they got their best attributes from the person they are talking about. For me, it's the complete opposite. I am strong, powerful and everything that I ambecause I have no desire to be anything like her. I always thought that meant that I got my strength in general because of watching how she acts in general, but things are changing. From now on, I'm refusing to be like her because I refuse to be in a relationship with someone who makes me weak. Who makes me doubt things and treat me like shit. I refuse to be anything like her because I refuse to let anyone treat me the way he treats her.
I'm Jess fucking Howard. And I did not make it this far in life, allowing myself to be treated like vomit.
xXx
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