You always talk about me being the one who needs to grow up, who needs to get her life in order, but if you really think about it who is raising who here? I pay your bills,I pick up after you,I do everything for you, and I keep your life from falling apart. I take care of all your needs, keep your important dates in order, and keep your things in order as much as possible. I am raising you. And I'm done. I am underappreciated and being taken advantage of. I have told you all this before and I can't take any more. I have my own life to worry about. It breaks my heart so much picturing my future without you, but I can't do this anymore. I can't take it. I am done with the stress. I am done with the games. I am done with it all. Call me when you grow up. I'm so sorry baby, but I can't do this anymore. You have no idea how hard this is for me, and you may never know........ |