I blamed my mother.
For everything that went wrong
in my life since she left.
When I failed, I blamed her.
When relationships died, I blamed her
When I was alone or had to put up with the mistakes of other parental figures
Because mine didn’t try hard enough to fix hers.
I knew I needed to take control of my my own life
I was just the product of her
I just couldn’t see past the lack of love and knowledge
that was never given
To prepare me for what was there to come.
It taught me one thing..
That my child will never have to go through this.

-I am not my mother.