susan hargrove.
what a mother. she's a horrible one. she hates me. she favors my stepbrother over me.
she sent me to anger management, of all things. i do not need anger management.
so what if i get a little worked up every now and then? it's usually her fault anyway.
she's just a really lousy mom. the only time she ever "cares" about me is when it benefits her.
she's also really good at doing it in public, so she looks like a good mom. but she's not.
the night of the snowball, she helped me get ready. she put me in a dress and sparkles.
i'm all for wearing a dress to the dance, i understand that i have to, even though i don't want to.
but if she were a good mother, wouldn't she know i'm not very girly? why would she put a sparkly silver clip in my hair?
i guess i should be grateful that she attempted to help get me ready. but i truly believe she only did that to defend herself.
and that's another thing! she knows she's a bad mom. that's why she acts different in public.
i really don't know why she doesn't love me. ive tried to be a good daughter.
i'm just not good enough. that seems to be a common opinion lately.
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...thoughts // maxine mayfield
Fanfiction{completed} in which maxine mayfield keeps a diary of her thoughts on the people around her as she learns how to love herself