Monday, August 3, 2015

I was speechless, unable to engage or elaborate on the subject of abandonment, which I knew nothing about. How does one despise their own mother? Even if she had made some mistakes, was not forgiveness even considered?

Miles described his childhood as a sham, saying his mother looked for perfection and anything less was unacceptable. He drew a timeline of his life from the age of two until now,explaining how he was not wanted as a child and only reconnected with his mother out of necessity and not by her choice. As Miles recalled, he was raised by aunts, uncles, fictitious godparents, family friends, and unsavory house guests. Miles’s mother maintained that she was a woman with desires and already had one son and another child did not fit into her plans. Miles’s mother justified her actions by reminding everyone that she was young and wanted more of a social lifeand time to enjoy herself and his arrival was an inconvenience.

Friday, July 31, 2015


Before I could meet her, Miles continued with a host of reasons she was the worst person he had ever known. He talked incessantly about how he hated her. He hated his own mother. I listened in disbelief, not knowing whether he was sincere or putting on a show, and his outlandish telltales were a part of that show. 

Wednesday, July 29, 2015


How can a man be this bitter and unconnected? My only solution was to go the source of this madness. We were to meet up with his mother for lunch. His description of his mother remained ghastly and disheartening.  #apooloftears

Monday, July 27, 2015


Miles was cranky and showed no patience or tolerance for the slightest inconveniences. The pride and enjoyment that dads display with the birth of their first child was replaced with his discontentment and irritation.  #apooloftears

Sunday, July 26, 2015


There was no satisfying him. He looked for wrong, and when he couldn’t find it, he made it up. He was miserable, drowning in his own sorrows, and instead of letting him drown, I threw him a life jacket. 

Saturday, July 25, 2015


I wasn’t breast-feeding correctly. Her diapers were not changed regularly. How does a fool who has no children and no prior experience become an expert on breast-feeding and soiled diapers?