Sit, dear redditors, and let me tell you the story of my mother. She may not be the most monstrous of mothers, but she's still...
A great big pile of entitled "I am your MOTHER I'm entitlted to your existence!"
Anyways.
My mother had a dream. She used to sing, but one tragic, fateful day, she had a throat ache and "destroyed" her voice after taking too many lozenges.
Or so she said.
The moment she heard /me/ sing, seeing how much I enjoyed it, there were stars in her eyes... Or maybe dollar signs, I can't really be sure, I was like... seven.
All of a sudden she cared about me and my future. I guess if she couldn't be a famous singer, she could force ME to do it.
I was TOLD that my dream was to be a singer. I was TOLD and forced to put EVERYTHING I had into it.
Strenuous individual classical training, competitions, constant practice... Her favorite was to turn our, at the time, state-of-the-art sounds system all the way up and force me to sing OVER it.
She was abusive and uncaring towards me, unless it was 1. in front of other people to make her seem like a good person or 2. related to singing.
I want to say that's the worst. That's the entitlement! My mom thought that because she'd birthed me, she had the right to insist that I follow HER dream. But it's not.
I hate to honk my own horn, but I AM a good singer. I always placed in the top three, but one year, I got FIRST! I nearly cried. Not only was I going home with 100$ (A lot for a ten year old) and a trophy, but also my mom wasn't going to spend the several hour car trip back home screaming at me for not having won.
I was so very happy!
I think I would have rathered the screaming, though. As the ten year old me excitedly thought of what kinds of nice things she could get herself after working so hard, my mother said "Lapine? Hey, I know you just got it, but I need your money for diapers and gas to get home. I'll pay you back."
My heart SUNK. I knew that if I argued, I would be hit for talking back... And my little brother meant and always will mean the world to me, so I reluctantly gave her the money. Diapers for my brother were important. They were worth it.
But even that was a lie. My mother is a LIAR. And she is SELFISH, like most entitled mothers. Did she ever pay me back? No. But even worse, did she go and buy diapers and food for us like she'd said she needed? Double nope.
Bitch went and got her NAILS done with my money, and when I confronted her about it, she said that she 'couldn't handle having short nails' and that she deserved nice things.
Bitch. Your children are literally starving.
But that's a story for another time, and probably another sub.
Submitted April 17, 2019 at 07:08AM by LapineLoyale http://bit.ly/2Pc2Cdt
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