Taken from life. “Mother always considered me her biggest mistake”: now she expects me to take care of her

For as long as I can remember, my mother has never been a warm, caring person. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/bfaf3f/620x0/1/0/2025/03/15/ojtlnnuqdvkurxsula1jnznrr8o79kftkrkpbbqxkur.jpg" alt = "from life taken." Quot; Mother always considered me her biggest mistake & quot;: Now she expects me to take care of her " styles = "background-color: rgba (212,206,199.0.5)" > < p > she didn't hug me to sleep, she didn't ask how my day was over.

< p > She didn't wait for me with dinner, she didn't call when I was coming back p & oacute;

< p > she didn't care what I feel, what I am afraid of, what I want.

< p > Always m & oacute; one wiped:

< p > — I shouldn't have children. You are my biggest mistake.

< p > When I was a child, I would deserve her love.

< p > I brought good grades, I cleaned the house, I did everything to make it look at me for a moment.

< p > but she never did it.

< p > — Don't think that it changes something.

< p > looked at me with cold eyes.

< p > — If it wasn't for you, my life would look different.

< p > so I finally stopped trying. < p > and I promised myself that when I grow up, I would disappear from her life forever.

< p > years passed.

< p > I moved out, started my own family. < p > never called. < p > She never asked how I feel. < P >She was a stranger for me, someone I no longer had to love.

< p > until that day.

< p > The phone rang p & oacute;

< p > — Your mother needs help.

< p > I froze.

< p > — She is sick. She can't do it by itself.

< p > — And what ? — I said bitterly. & Amp; MDASH; I have to throw everything now and look after her ?

< p > There was silence in the phone.

< p > — You are her c & oacute; rky.

< p > — And she was once my mother ?

< p > I couldn't sleep.

~ P > I was thinking about a woman who never loved me.

< p > about her empty house, in which & oacute; rhyme was sitting alone now.

< p > with her cold eyes, in which I have never seen heat.

< p > Should I go to her ?

< p > Did I have something to owe ?

< p > or in og < p > The next day I stood in front of her door.

< p > I knocked. < p > After a while I heard quiet steps.

< p > The door opened and it stood in them.

< p > older. Weaker.

< p > but still the same.

< p > She looked at me for a moment, as if she didn't believe that I really came.

< p > — I thought you would leave me. < p > her voice trembled.

< p > I laughed bitterly.

< p > — You left me a long time ago.

< p > I don't know why I came.

< p > I don't know why I didn't close this door forever.

< p > but one thing was certain.

< p > I was no longer a little girl who begs her love for her love.

< p > I was a woman who did not forget.

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