My morning was ruined when I saw five hundred dollars of my premium sheet masks plastered all over my sedan. It makes me sick that I wasted my potential raising a child who treats my luxury products as stickers. I swear if I could shove him back inside me and undo his existence I would do it in a heartbeat. I deeply regret letting his loser father fool me because I would rather be eighteen and in school than dealing with this nightmare.
I immediately packed his bags and dumped him on his father’s doorstep because I am resigning from this thankless job of motherhood. I refuse to spend another minute cleaning up after a mistake I made years ago so I am washing my hands of both of them. Driving away was the best decision I ever made because my peace is worth more than pretending to be a happy family.
