So, I'm kind of upset. Not gonna lie
I am now 18 years old. This is special to me. This is important. This is a big step, even if it is only a number and I’m excited.
My mom has said nothing to me, and I’m pretty sure she forgot my birthday which is stupid considering that just last night I got a birthday card in the mail (which she handed to me) and later today I’m going to get a tattoo…at a shop…where I need to be 18.
I woke up to an empty house because her latest and greatest little boyfriend is upstairs visiting our neighbors (Apparently he’s their cousin or something. Whatever. I lose track.). She has come downstairs a couple times now, once saying not a word to me and then the second time she said “Hi. Fuck, it stinks in here. Do me a favor and change the cat litter for me. Thanks!” and then she left again.
No, Thank you, mom.
