Apologies for the rage...

[color=cyan]Mom,
Honestly, shut the cluck up. I don't care anymore. I honestly wish that, when the doctors offered you that abortion 21 years ago, that you had frikkin' accepted it, and just killed me. at least you would be able to save yourself the energy to make a facade for 20 years of my life pretending to give a peice of minotaur dung. now, you've finally shown your true feelings for me, and thrown me to the wolves. Now, when I call you, letting you know I'm still alive after some severe storms, and only because my sister, through facebook, asked me to, you start claiming that you cared, and were worried sick.

What a load of spit.

Seriously? shut the truck up. if you were really, even half as caring as you pretended to be, you wouldn't have thrown me out. You won't even tell me what it is that I did! Why? Because the worst that I did was put a ding on some lady's bumper! seriously, I've stopped caring how you feel. an eye for an eye. you don't give a dam about my existence or well being, so I'll just stop caring about you. I wish that you had accepted that abortion, and let the doctors kill me, because honestly, I realize something. I don't have a mother. A mother is a woman who cares for her child, who loves it and nurtures it. who shows affection towards them. you have been hostile to me for as long as I can remember, and I'm honestly tired of it. if it wasn't for my wonderful girlfriend Sarah (whom you SO don't approve of, even though you never met her), I more than likely would have used the last of my money to buy a pocketknife, and slice my wrists, ankles, and neck, and just lie down somewhere and bleed to death. I've just about given up on wanting to live. you did this to me, you hateful swine. If I was to die, I doubt you would even show up at my trucking funeral, and instead would use some cash to buy some cheap @$$ champagne.

By the way, nice touch on what you said to me on our last phone call. "If staying bitter at me is what helps you to survive, then so be it." Seriously? Well, at least you're perceptive enough to notice. I am scared for what will happen to me because of you. I am terrified. and I can't go to my mother to seek guidance, or even affection, because I don't have a mother. I just have some sorry excuse for a female mortal that is only my mother through an accident of birth! Go crawl into some hole and die. I have a 87% chance that that's going to be what happens to me, and even if I burn in the pits of Tartarus for this, I hope you share my fate in death, forgotten and alone. I would say I love you, but honestly, I don't know how I can. Seriously. I disown any ties between us. you are not my family. a family cares for one another. HBH is my family. CHB.org is my family. inFamousRPG is my family. You are not. You never have been I wish that the woman who birthed me could be half as caring as my online family of Demigods, Superheroes, Conduits, and other RPers. They are the best family I have ever had, and with all due respect to the Hill, Empire City, New Marais, Sky High, and everyone else, I wish they weren't. That should be your spot, miss, not the spot of about 200 people who I have never met face to face. My girlfriend's mother has been more supportie of me, and tried to help me than you. Can you beleive that? I can. honestly, nothing about this surprises me, as it just shows that you are heartless. you know what. I'm not even going to waste any more of my fingers' breath on you. I am done. done, you hear me? I don't give a crap what you think of me, I think you can go die in some hole. Seeing as I only have an online family, I think I'll take up my online name. This is Theseus12, signing off.