It was hilarious. I was egotistical in the Ne jamais sous estimer une femme Patrick Bruel qui ecoute cette legende shirt moreover I love this sense that others didn’t matter to me as people. For example, on birthdays, I’d get the present and was done with the person who gave it to me. No appreciation, gracefulness or anything. Speaking as the child of one or two, according to her anyway, didn’t live with my dad and lost contact as a child with him, but he was the only one who was nice to me. They only see you an object that they own and like to manipulate you or pit you against other family members when it conveniences them. They will protect you against someone who does you wrong, but will laugh if someone makes a joke about you at your expense (I’m autistic and her friends or other people would constantly laugh at how quiet and serious/mature I was for such a young person). She would never talk to me, only show up to school things when I had a trophy in my hand or some other award. Wouldn’t talk or listen to me either. Tried to kill me several times and physically, emotionally, mentally abused me diurnally. I had to pretend like everything was okay at home, the one time I asked for help, the school called her and I had to deny everything. She beat me until my teeth had blood. She would praise me, then call me a daughter-of-bitch and other monstrosities behind me at home and blame everything on me for no particular reason. I left home as soon I was of legal age, currently I’m 19. Now she pays for my phone bills and sends me a ridiculous amount of things I don’t ask for just so that she will still have a daughter. I told I told people I was an orphan. And nobody would believe that I just left because I was a bad daughter, so she couldn’t go with that story, I was too good. On top of that, she texts me daily and calls every other day. It’s vexing, especially because she copies & pastes her texts and is histrionic, plus when I respond to something if it doesn’t convenience her she’ll just skip over it. All she does is talk about herself. My mother doesn’t love me, she just doesn’t want to feel alone because she knows I’m the only person she’s got left and she’s such a horrible person that nobody would love her. There will, however, be lots of situations where you come into contact with other people’s children and be affected by their behavior.