A Bitter View

A kid that grew up with us has been moved to New York. His father won’t contact him and his mother basically told him the reason he’s being sent away is because she’s tired of seeing his face to remind her of him. The significance in this story is that my mother married the father of this child.

I held personal dislike toward the father and the son because I disliked the man so much and usually the apple falls far from the tree. There was no right for me to feel that way towards the son but I do and I regret it. Eventually I moved out and because my moms still liked this man despite his visible and blatant faults we fell out and didn’t directly talk to each other for a year. The less I saw them the happier I became.

A year later they divorced (which made me happy) and my brother who’s now my roommate is good friends with the son. When he would visit our apartment I disliked it at first but then I let it go. If I could forgive my mother (to an extent) realize I won’t have to see his father ever again. I let him come over and spend the weekend with us. That was the last time I ever saw him in person.

He and my brother constantly talk on the phone and are somewhat close, discussing anime and music. You’d think that once they got together they be close hanging out going where ever. That wasn’t to happen either. When ever my brother would try to call him, every other week he was being punished by his grandmother who he and his mother stayed with. He did well in school but the reasons were out of spite because of who his father was. It was like his grandmother and mom was taking out their frustrations on him because the elder wasn’t around. He would get punished for things like being on the phone for too long. He knew nobody out of the area so he couldn’t run up the bill sky high. When ever my brother would try to find out why his bitter gm would cuss him out and hang up. She was always mean & rude toward everyone who tried to talk to her. What was up her ass & snatch is beyond me.

Eventually his mother told him she’s tired of seeing his face (whoa) and sent him off to his grand father in New York. He and my bro took that as a blow. I felt sorry for him. Now I didn’t know how he acted over there but really when your father won’t even come see you and your mother rejects you because you look like your father? How will the brotha live his life? Will this influence him to go O.C. (outta control)? I don’t know. I guess all I can do is appreciate my parents right now that they didn’t reject me at all. I’d hate to think what I’d be like if I knew my parents and they didn’t want me…