I'm not sorry that you're not around anymore.
I've stopped apologizing for your decisions.
I've stopped feeling guilty for not calling you back.
Most days, I wonder if you're just calling after finishing the bottle.
Maybe you're trying to make up for lost time.
You didn't lose time-you forfeited time with me due to your drug and alcohol infused lifestyle.
You gave it up after the fourth weekend that you left me in an apartment alone, with nobody to watch over me.
You left your child all alone for three days straight.
Then you came home smelling of alcohol and god knows what else.
So I'm done carrying your mistakes on my shoulders.
I'm tired of people making me out to be " my mother's daughter".
Well maybe I wish that I wasn't your daughter.
Sure ***** sometimes.
And next time, don't call my work when you're trying to get to me. Send me an email and I'll get back to you the next time I check it.