Rant of the Day

Family Ties Must be meant to be Broken

February 10, 2004

My baby brother was murdered on the 8th.
He was beaten with a baseball bat, or bats, and left for dead in a gutter in a small town in Ontario where most of my family lives now.
He died in hospital of massive brain hemorage.
The doctors, by the time they were able to treat him, simply couldn't save him.
Maybe he could have been saved if he'd gotten to hospital sooner... maybe not.
Maybe he could have been saved if he'd been seen by a doctor sooner, rather than left sitting in the waitingroom, bleeding profusely from his head... maybe not.
Maybe he could have been saved if the local hospital had a neurosurgery unit... maybe not.

BUT

He COULD have been saved if the woman who gave birth to us had a shred of human decency or compassion in her body for anyone else but herself.

He COULD have been saved if that woman had bothered to treat him like a worthwhile human being once in a while, instead of denigrating him continually throughout his own life.

He COULD have been saved if that BITCH had payed her own drug debts instead of leaving him to take the anger of her dealer.

And that's what pisses me off the most!!

This woman who believes she's the greatest mother who ever existed actually KNEW this would happen. She'd gotten a warning, in the form of Kenny getting beaten several weeks earlier, with a message that if she didn't return the drug dealer's property, or the agreed upon price, then worse would happen.
Her reply was, "that's Kenny's problem, not mine".

Want to know what the price was? What the dealer wanted from her that was so important to her that she let her own son die?

It was a FUCKING DOG!!!

She let her son die because she didn't want to part with a fucking dog that she can't afford to take proper care of, and knowing her, is probably busily shitting on her floor, or eating her furnature as you read this!!

That vicious C*** complained that she has her own problems when she was told her son was dying in hospital, and did she want to see him before it was too late.
That c*** sucking Wh*** was too busy to even CARE that one of the children she'd given birth to was dying, and she wonders why people don't like her.

She might as well have beaten him to death with her own hands.
Not that she hadn't tried, while we were growing up.
I guess she just figured that he'd gotten what was coming to him for daring to be born a boy.
She used to beat him for that, you know... for being a boy.
She told him almost daily that she'd never wanted a son.
I guess she finally got her wish.

And though she gave birth to two other children, she doesn't have them anymore either.
My sister hasn't talked to her in over 5 years, and I'll never have anything to do with her again.

I've tried and tried to forgive her the torture she put all of us through growing up, I've tried to remember that people who abuse are sick, and not evil.
I've tried to give her the time to come to the realization that she's hurt us, and that we weren't to blame for being born.

Now, it's too late.

I no longer have a mother.

She died to me, the same time my brother died.

And there's nothing left to say.

Sincerely

~Moon's Daughter~

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