I hate her , i want her to die , i want her to suffer (MOM)

In hate you mom, You are not a mother , i call you and you just don't listen or care about me at 50! , for that i hope you suffer a horrible death and i watch and laugh and spit on you and tell you how much you still make me cry , even in the happiest moments of my life , those little pills you take every day as you think you need them they will take your life , and its in within your hands to put yourself out of pure misery , you don't leave that smelly leather couch that father paid for years ago. I come by to see you on holiday, but its always the same , you struggle to get around your mansion of a house and yet you only live in one room of the house , but yet you still find a way to hurt your grandchildren as well as your own, you treat you dogs better than you do your own blood!! You never taught me anything as a young girl either , other to find a man . marry him a, and have children, which to this day you don't even acknowledge your grandkids , but they see and know you for what you are. Being a mom myself ,,,,,,know i am the not you never will be you ,,, You see mother.......I learned how not to be a mom from you.!!!!You thought you killed me , but its will be you who will burn in the bowels of hell!!!! Go hes waiting on you .........Mother