(Story might be triggering to others, this is your warning point and do not take it as offense.)

I hate my mom, I hate her so much because of what she’s done to me. She’s chosen drugs over my sister and I when we were little. She’s tried to k*** herself in my grandparents home, after that incident happened, she made everything about herself almost as if that was her plan to stop doing everything and make everyone’s life about focusing on her. I did feel bad for her for about a year and then I noticed that she would complain about chores, complain about work, complain about doing basic parenting. It wouldn’t stop. Whenever I got money from family members on the holidays, she would ask for the money and go out to buy drugs and alcohol and come back with a 6 pack of beer and other things. I hated her because of how selfish she would be, she never cared about anyone but herself. She makes me disgusted whenever I look at her or whenever I have to do something for her. Sorry for the long vent, I just really needed to say this.