Friday, February 15, 2008

The Love of My Life

Yeah I know, you are expecting yet another post about one of the loves of my life, my boyfriend. But no, that’s not who this post is about. This post is about someone who has been by my side and who has supported me through everything I have done and continue to do. This person is my mother. I called her today to see how her Valentine's Day went. Well apparently it didn’t go too well. My stepfather is a diabetic, so he can only eat sugar free candy. So she went out and bought very expensive sugar free chocolate for V-day for him. Well apparently he didn’t like the way it tasted, so she said he was just really rude about it, and really rude to her about it. Not very nice.

As my phone call continued on with her, I found out some very disturbing news. She told me she thinks he is having affair with a lady who works across the street from where he works. Even more disturbing than that is that she said she doesn’t care. To give you the lowdown on my mom and my stepfather, they are very unhappy together, but only stay together because they have 3 children together who are my younger brothers. There marriage has been exceptionally rocky, and he has been very physically abusive towards both my older brother and I therefore my brother nor have I ever been fans of him. He is a little on the crazy side, and he is not someone you want to be around when in a bad mood. Because if you say the wrong thing at the wrong time, you can end up getting strangled, kicked, and spit on. Needless to say it was lovely growing up in a house with him.

Moving forward with the conversation with my mother, it was also apparent that she is finally giving into his mental abuse. It is nothing out of the ordinary to hear that he has called her a fat pig, ugly, lazy, etc. But apparently he has been focusing on her nose for some reason which I always thought was a nice nose. :) Well apparently she wants to have surgery on it now because he calls it her man nose.

It deeply hurts me to hear my mom say these things. I just as many other gay boys, love our moms more than anything. They are our best friends. She is mine. I would do anything in my power for her. I even invited her to live with me once I moved here to Pittsburgh if she would consider getting a divorce from the evil step father. Of course that didn’t happen, and she says that she is supposed to live this sort of unhappy existance. It kills me that my mother lives a live of pain. And I don’t know what I should do to ease her pain other than just be there for her to talk to.

Here is a picture of my mother and my beloved dog Heffer, photograph taken by me with my amazing photography skills. I think it would be agreed upon that she is neither fat, ugly, or has a man nose. You Rock Mom!

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Your mom's pretty, and so's your dog...

Sam said...

She sounds like an amazing woman, Despite your stepfather, your very lucky to have her!

Nate said...

Your mom looks really cool and I hope you can help her to get rid of your stepfather

K said...

OMG she is gorgeous!

Drewbert said...

well no wonder you're so pretty! :)