You call yourself a Christian. Ha. Obviously you missed out on something. You are judgemental. You are angry. You are untrustworthy. I can't tell you anything for the fear that you will hold it against me. You constantly threaten to cut me off, then are angry when I don't come to you for help when I need it. I can't come to you, you just hurt me more! Tonight I'm crying myself to sleep for the first time in months because of you. I'm happier than I've been in a long time but then you have to rain on my parade, just like always.
So I'm going to be 'living in sin.' So what?? Does that mean that you stop loving me? Because if it does, then as a mother, you suck. You judge your own daughter, a good person, someone who has acheived more than anyone ever thought possible in her life. And you disown her. For what? Your own superior moral sense? Where is that moral superiority when you took out your rages and anger on me? When you always blamed me for all your troubles, and mine?
Don't expect to ever be a part of my wedding, or my children's lives. I won't have them growing up like this. You disown me, well, I disown you. I don't care for someone who would treat me like a pretty on a shelf, to be thrown away at a whim when it no longer matches the decor. There are others who would never do such a thing to me, who will always be there for me, and will never hurt me like this. You have my brother. He's so perfect, just love him. You don't need me. And I guess I don't need you.
Goodbye, and I won't see you at Easter. or Christmas, for that matter.
-Amanda
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