"Mother, why didn't you love me the way you loved Pawel?" I ask. I'm met by a blank stare. I'm sure she's fucking with me. Looking into my eyes and beyond them. It's like staring into a soulless, empty vessel— a shell, a ghost. The lights are on but no one is fucking home. I realise, I can never forgive this woman. I truly fucking hate her. She's the reason I'm the way I am. She's the reason I'm fucked up. The reason I'm not a normal guy, a normal human like everyone else. She scarred me, physically, mentally, emotionally. I'm stronger now, but sometimes I find myself wanting to cry for that
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