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Since yesterday was Mother’s Day I figure that it’s an appropriate time for this rant. For the past 3ish months I have been living with my boyfriend’s parents in Tennessee; I was invited to move down here by not only Anthony, but Anthony’s mother, Irma. When I first met Irma she seemed like a great mom, she was always active in helping Anthony better his life and she was always checking in on him and showing her love for her son, but since I got here, I have never met such a selfish person in my life. Irma works until about 4:00 Monday through Friday and every second of her life after that is spent on her fucking iPad. Yes, this 40 something year old spends every waking hour on her god damn iPad and ignores her children. She’ll be online chatting with random strangers from different countries that she never met, but she won’t spend 10 minutes to ask any of her kid’s how their day was. Every time I walk into the kitchen where she spends most of her time fucking with her iPad, she’ll ask me if I want to see the dozens of pictures she took of the sky. I have only ever seen pictures of nature on her iPad, never a single picture of one of her children. That right there is enough to piss me off. The time she doesn’t spend on her iPad, she spends yelling at Greye, her 13 year old son, Iwan, her 7 year old son, or even her husband Jeff. I don’t think I’ve ever heard but 3 words come out of her mouth that were at a normal tone of voice. If Iwan comes home from school and asks for something to eat, she’ll yell at him and the main reason for that is because she doesn’t want to be pulled away from her iPad to cook something for him. So Iwan will start crying that he’s hungry which leads to Irma getting even angrier, which leads to her yelling even louder.
Friday was Greye’s birthday and his own mother didn’t even wish him a happy birthday. She screamed at him that morning to wake up and go to school, but never said happy birthday. Greye missed his bus and she yelled at him for that, but wouldn’t take him in late after he asked. Again, because she was playing on her iPad. So I took Greye to school and came back to the house to make Greye a cake and decorate his room for his 13th birthday, something that any other good mom would do for their kid on their birthday. While I was baking, Irma said she wanted to talk to me because Anthony told her I was uncomfortable living here and that made her uncomfortable. So I explained that I’m not used to hearing people scream at one another 24/7. During the conversation she was constantly telling me that she was never like this and she became this way because she gave so much of herself to her family and they never appreciated her. I can understand not being appreciated, but her kids are not going to raise themselves. They are still young and need their mother. She also kept saying that she, “Didn’t want to play the victim,” but that’s exactly what she was doing and is exactly what she always fucking does. Everything she was was “me this” or “me that.” She even mentioned wanting to be left to her own “little world” on her iPad and for everyone to leave her alone. EXCUSE ME BITCH, you have 2 sons that still need to be fed and looked after. If you want to be left alone, YOU SHOULD HAVE NOT HAVE HAD KIDS.
One day she was yelling at Anthony about her not having any money and not being able to buy food, but yet she still can manage to go to Mexico next week for a little vacation and can still afford to buy her cigarettes which she likes to smoke in the kitchen all the time. Maybe she should have taken some pointers from Michael Jackson, “If you can’t feed your baby, then don’t have a baby.” She also gets upset when Anthony and I buy food for ourselves and keep it in our bedroom so that we’ll actually be able to eat it before someone else does. Sorry bitch, I am not responsible for feeding your fucking family. I am not their mother.
I know she’s unhappy, but everyone is responsible for their own happiness. If you don’t like the situation you’re in, change it. If you don’t like the life you live, do something about it. No one should ever think that they can’t make changes to better their life and be happy.
The purpose of this rant is that I KNOW what an amazing mother is and Irma is not one. My mother has given me and my sisters everything she could and there were times when my parents didn’t have much. She has supported me and loved me not matter what. She deserved a Happy Mother’s Day, I didn’t even say it to Irma. Some women don’t deserve to be mom’s. I know not everyone can be a Karen Shoemaker, but I am so thankful to have such an amazing mother.
Thank you to the Karen Shoemakers and the Naomi Seeleys of the world, two moms that live up to the title.