ChelseaI watched helplessly as both my mother and stepmother walked away without stopping to even look at me.One of them hated me from the moment she saw me for the first time, so it didn’t matter, but my mother watching my mother leave the room without even looking at me made me feel so unloved.I doubt my mother has ever loved me. She always tells me that everything she does is for me, but that’s not true.She argues that I went to the best school, wore the best clothes, and lived a luxurious life because she gave it to me, but that’s not true.Everything I have wasn’t mine. Not even my surname or the degree I earned.I studied what my stepfather wanted me to study, and when he said I couldn’t work after I graduated, I tried to rebel and even moved away from home, but I soon realized that I was trapped, and until he says I am free, I can’t be free.No one wanted to employ me, not even for temporary or part-time jobs at cafes or bars.No one wanted to house me either, even when I h
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-09-24 Read More