Dear Mommy, I hate you
for making me hate myself.
For all the "I love you"s
you forced me to say
Those weren't my words.

Dear Mommy, I loathe you
for all the spiteful words
you throw my way.
For every "b****", "s***"
and "w++++" you've labeled me as.

Dear Mommy, I resent you
for making all my decisions
though I'm more than capable.
My right to drive, my choice
in college and majors. Everything.

Dear Mommy. I despise you
for all the nasty things you said.
For planting seeds in my brain
that spiraled into depression.
"Don't get blood on my carpet!"

Dear Mommy, I love you
for being bitter, controlling,
everything I've grown up to know.
Foe showing me exactly
who I don't want to be.