I hate you. I hate you with a fury unseen since God wiped out Sodom and Gomorrah. You are a worthless piece of shit and I hope you die slowly in a lot of pain. Do you know what you did to me? You beat me after I was raped. You refused to help me when I was being raped. YOU HUNG UP ON ME AND TOLD ME THAT I MADE MY BED NOW I HAD TO LIE IN IT. You fucking stupid bitch. How could you do that to your child? Oh, of course. You didn't know. You.aren't.responsible.
Well guess what? You are. You are god damn responsible and I hope you rot in hell. The thing is, you are already in hell. You are pathetic. You are a loser. You are nonfunctioning because you know that you do not deserve to breathe. You let your husband rape your children. You continue to turn a blind eye to your daughter molesting her children. You call me and tell me that I was not sexually assaulted as a little kid and I had better get my story straight.
Oh I have my story straight. And you fucking know it. You are fucking terrified of me. And you should be. Do you know why you should be afraid of me? Because I know all of your dirty, shameful secrets. I know all of the despicable things you have done. It may take me the rest of my life but I will tell all of them. You have no right to privacy any more. You horribly abused me. You are a monster.
You are just as bad as my father. You spent my entire childhood ranting about how my father was evil. AND THEN YOU SENT ME TO HIM SO HE COULD RAPE ME. It's not like you can claim you were surprised! I don't understand how you can stand to look in the mirror.
Do you know what he did to me, Mom? Do you know? Do you know that he used to finger me at any chance he could get? Mom, he held a gun to my head and asked me if I deserved to live. You know, because of how fucking badly you treated me I couldn't even say yes. I didn't believe it. You made me feel like I was worthless. Less than worthless. You made me feel like I deserved to be raped over and over and over. You made me feel like I was a horrible person just by existing. You are my mother. Why did you do your best to destroy me?
You haven't won. And you never will. I am stronger than you. I am smarter than you. And by golly, I'm meaner than you. You taught me well you fucking cunt. I know exactly how to get under your skin. And I'm going to. Oh man I'm going to. I may even send you all your own autographed copies of the book.
your last born.