Mom, you f'n B, (is that too harsh?)

You pulled your very last abusive, power play over on me. Now you can figure the exit plan for your life without any help from me.

I resent all the struggle and manipulation I have suffered from you.

I really thought there was some genuine love and caring there for me. It hurts like a knife to the heart to know there is none. You only acted loving when I was doing what you wanted for your own gain.

The fact that you did not want to grant me the memento I wanted of yours, shows me how little you care for me.

It's too bad you don't understand me well enough. After all, you taught me. How could you not have realized that by disrespecting and crossing me like that, my retaliation would be to have nothing more to do with you?