Letter to my Mother: Never Read
Dear Mom,
I hate you,
I hate you because I miss you, even though I never learned who you were as a person.
Do you have the same ideologies as me? Do you believe that kindness will someday heal the world?
I hate you because I don’t know what your favorite color is or you favorite food
Mine is Black and Pasta, I wonder if yours is the complete opposite.
I hate you because I don't know what kind of music you liked to listen to when you were younger or did you prefer pants over skirts
For a while it was rock music for me, now I listen to anything.
Pants over anything else, comfort is key
I hate you because I don’t know what day to celebrate you or what day to mourn you
I hate you for falling in love so easily and now I’m here, not knowing how to even love myself
I hate you because you took away the idea of a happy family from me at such an early age
I hate you because you took away my happiness, I hate you for allowing yourself into my thoughts every single second of the day
I hate you because I am left wondering every day if we are drastically different people
More than that, I hate myself for having such hatred toward you in the first place
Sincerely,
Your Daughter