My sister called me tonight.
Our birth mother, the woman that destroyed my childhood and torments me as an adult, is going to die. She has been diagnosed with Addisons Disease. This is a hereditary condition that, if gone undiagnosed, is fatal.
I'm sitting here in my livingroom thinking that I am a disgusting human being because this news doesn't sadden me. In fact, it seems like a fitting end to her insanity.
Karma is a bitch, don't ya think?
I find it rather ironic, though, that the woman that allowed her husband (my stepfather) to rape her daughters and beat her son is possibly going to pass on a disease that can kill me. Even in her pending death, she's still making my life hell.
Isn't that fucking lovely.
Our birth mother, the woman that destroyed my childhood and torments me as an adult, is going to die. She has been diagnosed with Addisons Disease. This is a hereditary condition that, if gone undiagnosed, is fatal.
I'm sitting here in my livingroom thinking that I am a disgusting human being because this news doesn't sadden me. In fact, it seems like a fitting end to her insanity.
Karma is a bitch, don't ya think?
I find it rather ironic, though, that the woman that allowed her husband (my stepfather) to rape her daughters and beat her son is possibly going to pass on a disease that can kill me. Even in her pending death, she's still making my life hell.
Isn't that fucking lovely.
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Love you.
but then they found out it was something else. and i was disappointed. so i think maybe that's worse than being happy that someone has a terminal illness--being disappointed when they don't.
fuck all. i love you. i hope you're coming out to breakfast at the cc tomorrow. i need love. you need love. let's love one another over toast.