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Stop telling me that you "just don't want me to be ridiculed" when you spend your time complaining about "faggots" and have never failed to deadname my cousin.
Don't tell me that you're "trying to look out for me" when your version of looking out for me amounts to conversion therapy, when you've admitted you considered sending me to a camp.
When I dated a guy, it was just "puppy love" that I shouldn't waste my time on. When I got tired of your nonsense and pretended to date a woman, you seemed to have baby fever before you even saw her face.
You told me that I was "mistaking a friendship for love" because I wasn't starry-eyed the moment I met him, but you didn't raise a single question when I said I knew "her" for a year before dating and didn't think of it once. Fuck you for invalidating something I cherished.
You were supposed to protect me, you had the chance to save your child from the environment you saw your younger half-sister grow up in, but instead of that, you adopted the values of your abusers.
The world *will* ridicule me, and you've chosen the world over me. How dare you call yourself a supportive mother. Don't be surprised when I leave this place for good.