I really fucking hate that my mom fucking hates my boyfriend of almost 2 years. And, she’s never even met him, nor does she want to even give him a chance. The very few times we talk on the phone, she never acknowledges him and even asks me questions like, “Have you met anyone yet? Don’t you want to settle down and get married and have kids with someone?” And I’m just forced to sit there like…UM.
You don’t understand my mom. She’s Korean and a hardcore one at that. She’s also bipolar and borderline psychotic if not a full blown psycho. You can’t reason with someone who’s mentally not there, now can you?
Last night, she verbally disowned me all because I told her I was going to visit my dad and bringing my boyfriend along with me. She blames me as the reason why our family is falling apart. But honestly, things wouldn’t be like this if she weren’t so fucking crazy. She’s a drama queen and likes to blow things way out of proportion. And she’s the master of mind games.
Life fucking sucks. I’m already a mentally weak person. Now I have to deal with major guilt tripping my mom has laid out on me. Fuck this shit. Wish I had a gun so I could shoot myself and be free of this misery.