The little girl got issues.

So the other night we were leaving my sister's house and my daughter had her face all tore up the way she usually does when she has a freakin' attitude about nothing at all. I told her to fix her face because she is always walking around looking so dam miserable. To which she replied that she is miserable. She told me that I am so mean to her all the time. Apparantly I never pay her any attention. She told me that if I have an attitute with my man that I take things out on her. She told me I'm always raggin' on her (what type of phrase is that?) Anyway I knew what she meant. She said she always try to wake up and start her day on a positive note but if she make one mistake then I go on and on about it then her day is ruined.

Now keep in mind that while she is telling me all of this she was very emotional so I told her she better calm down and stop screaming. To which she replied, "I'm screaming because we have had this conversation before and you are not listening to me". So because of the tone in her voice I thought she was loosing her dam mind. So I stopped the car, put it in park and back handed the hell out of her! I told her that I don't give a fuck how many times we may have had this very same conversation. She will not be screaming at me like she is crazy. I told her that if I unclick this seatbelt I'm really going to fuck her up. So she took a deep breath and calmed herself a bit. I told her that she did not birth me I birthed her. I had to remind her who the parent is. I don't mind listening to what she has to say but there is a way she needs to talk to me.

Anyway she went on and on about what a horrible parent I am to her. So I asked her if she wanted to live with her dad. To which she replied,"I can't stand my dad ." She said that all he cares about is his wife and their kids.

Let me give you just a little bit of background on that....She was the only child between the both of us for 10 years. Now her dad has 3 other babies by his wife and now my child feels like he doesn't have time for her. I don't agree with her. She is just not used to sharing him.

So anyway she goes on to inform me that she has contemplated suicide, because she is just so miserable. She told me that there isn't anything in her life that makes her happy. I told her she was being dramatic and she needs to get herself together.

I refuse to let her try to run a guilt trip on me. She told me that she will never treat her kids the way I treat her. I laughed at that because I remember when I thought the same thing when I was a child and my mom was beating my ass or keeping me from doing something that I wanted to do. I told her that I used to think that my mom was so mean also, but as I got older I realized that she was right and I was wrong. She had the freakin audacity to tell me that she KNOWS that my mom was not mean and she didn't beat me and cuss me out the way I do her. I told her that she has no idea the type of shit that my mom did to me. She remembers the sweet grandmom that hardly ever laid a hand on her. My mom had a heart problem therefore the younger kids and my daughter got away with murder. But the woman that raised me was not ill at all. She was young and healthy and she whopped my ass whenever I was getting out of hand and she cussed me out and called me everything but the child of God.

I was so pissed off with her for trying to tell me what went on in my life before her little ass even came along. I told her that my grandmom got her ass beat, she beat my mom ass, my mom beat my ass and I'm going to beat her ass so she can turn around and beat her child's ass. I told her you call me when you get grown and have your own smart ass little girl and you know that you are giving her the fuckin world and she comes at you with a smart ass mouth like she is grown and acting like you are her child instead of the other way around and then you tell me how you are going to handle that situation! I'll bet you any amount of money you are going to beat her ass.