Dear Mum Poem by Toni Wharton

Dear Mum,
I’ve been thinking about what to say whenever I got the chance. That you have made a scar in my life that I will never be able to heal. You really did try to bring me up right. But now you’ve ruined everything just like that. I hated how you swore at me, every name under the sun. I asked you to stop it but you said “No I’m the Mum”. As I grew up nothing looked better. I finished school just like you asked me, Year 12 like you said. A few months later I found out some news. I told you I was going to have a baby. The only nice thing that came out your mouth was ‘I’m going to be a Grandmother’. Nothing was said to me only that I was a **** and a **** plus a ****. When I was pregnant Dad had a heart attack. Who stayed home and cared for him (while you went working for 2 weeks at a time) and my younger brother and sister…..Never did I once hear you say thank-you or a sign of appreciation. The word thank-you was a regular saying for me and you couldn’t say it to me but to everyone else it came out easy. Small errands I did for you when you asked. Even though you could of done them yourself. If I said no once I was the worst person in the world and then the swearing came. But when I asked you to do something for me which I asked rarely it was NO straight out because I done nothing for you reckoned. Every time I was involved with a man you thought it was funny to abuse them in front of crowds. That hurt and that’s why no man would talk to me. You could never say anything nice everything was negative. When I had my son I was over the moon but when I brought him home you said you were disappointed in him because of his look. I could tell you deep secrets and you go tell people because it was something to yarn about. You tell lies after lies after lies. You’re a hypocrite. All you do is drink and waste you money on grog. I remember lots of times when the fridge used to bare but that didn’t stop you from buying carton after carton. I have giving you many chances to treat me properly and with respect but there is only so much a person can take and I know that that you only have 1# mother but I can’t. You’ve hurt me deeply and I can’t forgive you. And never will….I don’t want to say this but I hate you!