I got home today after having a long day and come into my room and get things around to go pick up my best friend. I grab a hair tie from my room and am about to walk out my door when my mother calls me into the bathroom. The bathroom is right outside of my room, so I lean on my door and ask her what she needs. She asks me what bathing suit I
will be wearing tomorrow to going swimming with my father and his girl friend. I tell her it doesn't matter, she can pick it out for me if she wants to. She told me it was fine, she just wanted to know which one. I told her I really wanted to wear my new one my grandmother got me. She asked me to show it to her so I grabbed the bottoms to them and showed them to her. She gave me that disapproving look all mom's give their daughters. I asked her what and she looked me straight in the face and said this,
"I would rather you wear a two piece around Austin than your dad."
My mood immediately dropped. To be perfectly honest, if my best friend hadn't have come over I probably would have cut despite the fact I don't need anymore scars on my thighs for tomorrow. I absolutely hate when my mom says shit like that. The other day, we were sitting on the couch and she asked me what I would do if my dad tried to rape me. I don't think she realizes how much the things she says about him affects me. No matter what he has done in the past, he will always be my Daddy, and there is still the little girl inside of me that doesn't want to hear anything bad about him. I am too forgiving, and he has already been forgiven for -work in progress, to be edited soon-
"I would rather you wear a two piece around Austin than your dad."
My mood immediately dropped. To be perfectly honest, if my best friend hadn't have come over I probably would have cut despite the fact I don't need anymore scars on my thighs for tomorrow. I absolutely hate when my mom says shit like that. The other day, we were sitting on the couch and she asked me what I would do if my dad tried to rape me. I don't think she realizes how much the things she says about him affects me. No matter what he has done in the past, he will always be my Daddy, and there is still the little girl inside of me that doesn't want to hear anything bad about him. I am too forgiving, and he has already been forgiven for -work in progress, to be edited soon-