So once again, I come to The Mighty because it’s the only place, besides with my two best friends, that I feel like I’m not being lied to.
My mom and I had a spilling out, a horrible, horrible one, because I got tattooed again. She says she can’t believe I did that when I know she hates them and that I broke her trust again. She even said that I use my body like a car and put “bumper stickers” on them and has said I’ll look trashy on my wedding day, whenever that happens
She mentioned one of my brothers doesn’t like what I get tattooed and I want to ask him so badly if that is true, though I honestly don’t want to care at all, and my mom will be so pissed off if I do ask him.
My mom has used my brother in subjective terms to back up her arguments and even when I ask him if what she’s saying is true, I don’t know if I can believe him when he says my mom is lying.
I don’t know who is trying to save their ass more between the two of them.
I have said it once but I say it again because it’s true: I’m so tired of living.
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