My mother told me she doesn't love me. She doesn't want me. She wants to drop me off at the airport with a one-way ticket to Hell. She told me she believed I was the devil and she rebukes his spirit. (While looking me dead in the eye: "Devil, I'm looking at you and I rebuke you from this house. I don't want you around me. Devil, Devil get away from me! Take your things and go! I rebuke this evil spirit from me, LEAVE!" I now know she truly doesn't love me anymore and she doesn't want me here.

It's amazing. It really is. A few weeks before Christmas and my mother tells me she doesn't love me. She believes I want to live with my father and says "Ya' know what? When he knocks you upside the f*in head and bloody's your eye don't come crawling back to me you a*! Stay with him and his cheating w* of a wife!" "Down in Urugay they let men beat their wives up and down the street and no one will help you! He'll kill you dead and you don't give two s* about me so why should I give two s* about you!? Go on down there with him!"

I don't want to live with my father.
I don't want to live with my mother.
I have nowhere to go.

I wish I had recorded the things she says for all of you to hear. I will try next time.