My mother is dead, not physically dead, but dead to me. I don’t know what it feels like to have a mother anymore; someone who’s supportive, who you can trust and is always there for her child. The woman who gave birth to me is nothing like the mothers I see on TV. She’s negative in every way. She has a nasty attitude and treats me like I’m garbage. She would never ask if I ate dinner or how my day was. I don’t remember the last time she told me she loved me. I feel her rage trying to get into my soul. She works hard to make me feel bad about myself. Every time we argue she threatens to kick me out of the house. How can you talk like that to your child? It’s like I don’t exist to her anymore. I can’t even look at her. I don’t feel loved and it hurts so much. I wish I had a real mother, someone I could turn to when I needed her most. I want to experience the Mother-Daughter bond. I pray every night that things will get better…..
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- Written by: Ashley Moran