I know parents are "supposed" to give a shit about their child. The thing is, my mother has never out-right cared. She's just been around to make things difficult for me. Through my life she's been more of a burden than anything. Throughout high school I was the occasionally stoner, using more and more each year, until after I graduated I developed an opiate addiction and I use pot, alcohol, and benzos on almost a daily basis.
The thing is, my mother pretty much knows about my addiction. She knows I use in her house. It's right in front of her. Plain and simple.
The only problem is now she's being an out-right cunt about me ever leaving the house. It's a struggle to even get out the front door. I'm supposed to go to a benefit tonight and then I'm staying with a friend. My mother and I had a fight about this.. which has lasted 2 days. I'm leaving tonight whether she likes it or not. I'm an adult and she's a cunt, I don't care.
She's idiotic, she fails at logic, and overall she's a bad mother. She's told me before that she doesn't care if I drink as long as I don't drive, she said she doesn't care if I smoke pot, and really she's supplied about a third of all the opiates I take.
Now she's bitching about my friends and their drug use. She said I shouldn't be around them because they use too much, although I'm pretty sure I use far more than them. She said if I do anything tonight and she can tell tomorrow that I might as well pack my bags. I just don't fucking get it. She's supplied my alcohol and opiates. She out-right said she doesn't care. Now she's being a bitch and just causing issues.
I think this is more of a rant than anything. She told me when she was younger than she took all kinds of drugs and was always drunk. She even told me about her using cocaine.
Overall, I'm just annoyed. I've never given her a reason to bitch about it. She's never cared before. She's never been in my life. This actually isn't even her house, it's my aunt's and she doesn't give a shit what I do. I just want her to shut the fuck up. I've never given her a reason to be pissed. She's never seen me obviously stoned/high or drunk. She's never had any issues with me. She just hates everything about me and everything about my friends and she just needs to chill.
Fuck.
The end.
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Thought is a kind of opium;
it can intoxicate us, while still broad awake;
it can make transparent the mountains...
and everything that exists.