Our mother was cool. We could drink, smoke, cuss, lie, steal, assault, come and go as we pleased. I had to pretend I had a real curfew to protect myself from predators. Predators my own mother sent after me on the sly because she never matured pass an extremely envious fourteen year old that just happened to be a pathological liar that experimented with WITCHCRAFT.
"One thing about it". GOD does sit high and looks low. Martha always taught us that. Martha also always pretended that she was powerless against her evil and that it was best for you to look after yourself. Having Martha Jane Walters as my mother was very much like having the "wolf man". No, she was not always dangerous. There were times , many times, she was actually fun. Just be ready for those times, those full moons when she turned into a ravenous wolf. Always be wary of her, watch what you said and did. This bitch was like carrying unstable nitroglycerine. Not only was Martha known for going off, no one would help you if you said the wrong thing to the bitch and got attacked. Good enough for your stupid suicidal ass, would be the opinion of your fellow victims. No, we never stuck together or even plotted together on this horrid whore. She planted a type of selfishness in us from birth, an independence and distrust of each other. We are a litter of kittens. We are kin but we don't care.
I am still ashamed. My mother took my boyfriend from me when I was fourteen! Worse, the immature hideous bitch mocked me for being lame, for being a virgin unable to keep him.
"Mothers will be against daughters." In this case it was a very good thing. That boy was a beast. He would have surely ruined my life.
Yes, GOD is moving by (HIS) goodness. Everything that evil woman ever did to me backfired!
Praise the LORD!
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