Growing up, my mom was the kind of mother who preferred one child over the other, and she made it so obvious. I was her least favorite. Yes, it was obvious. It really affected me growing up that I don’t really like her or respect her. She barely gave me anything when I asked; I tagged her as stingy. My siblings and I turned out to be en€mies, always fighting and going for months without talking to each other. Late last year, we all had a meeting. Everyone spoke their mind, and we all apologized to each other and buried the old scars. Now we are all happy, and a week won’t pass by without any of us getting gifts from my mom. I didn’t know she could be so kind and sweet, always calling us every day to check up on us and tell us how she misses us (the three of us are currently in school). But then, I still prefer a long-distance relationship with her because she is very strict, and that won’t change. Let’s be sweet to ourselves from afar. Her birthday is coming up soon, I pray God provides for me. I really want to get her a big gift.
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