A Turbulent Flight

We all know, if not, some, that my mother left me to seek for success when I was a little baby. She told me that she didn't want to be stepped on like that by the Teylans anymore, because according to her she was pretty much abased, so she had to go to New York IMMEDIATELY to prove them wrong. She told me that my grandmother, the one that raised me up as a fine young gentleman, said that she would hand me over to her when I would grow up eventually. Thus, her departure on such a short notice. That's her side of the story. Now she's getting me back for all those lost times. I asked her if she just went here for a matter of pride. She replied no. She went to New York to prove the Teylans that she wasn't a woman to be stepped on. At the back of my mind I contemplated, "At the expense of losing your child?" She said that was a sacrifice she had to make, in my dictionary it was a matter of pride.

A mother cannot start at 18, because she has to start in zero. It doesn't matter who your biological parents are, you didn't ask for life. The people who matters the most are the ones that RAISED you.

My grandmother raised me, and now I'm leaving her for this woman that I barely even know who claims she's my mother?

The initial days of my stay here in New York has been okay. It's not the greatest experience but, nonetheless, educating. I learned a lot of neat stuff here like cooking, cleaning, fixing my stuff, studying real hard -- I know what your thinking and I admit it, I was a bum before. I eat a lot of healthy food here, as I mentioned in my previous post, and I think that life cannot get any better than this. Well, except that my mother is a bit hard up due to the antebellum house she just procured. We're worrying a lot about my studies too. I really wasn't a great pupil, I have to say. That's why she's enrolling me in KAPLAN. It costs $999, I might add. It's some review classes for the SATs. The SATs are going to determine if I get in college or not. That's why, from this day forward, KAPLAN is my life, period.

I have to thank my mom for everything she has given me, I have to give her that, although she lacks experience as a mother. There are a lot of opportunities, like going to New York for example, that I, myself, cannot attain that she's given me. But despite these blessings, she somehow neutralizes it with her attitude. She is the "jealous" type. She wants all the attention to herself. Take for example, the reason my Greek stepfather, Athanassios Petrotos, and my mother are getting a divorce because she is simply hard to manage. She does NOT respect privacy. She implied that she rummaged through my "going away" letters and read it, because she thinks that there is something in the letter that she read that I am hiding from her. It was Maddi who wrote me the letter, by the way. After reading it, she asked me if I already had "SEX" with her. Can you imagine? My god... I was like, "Mom read it again."

She maybe a nurse practitioner, but my comprehension level and EQ exceeds WAAAAY over hers. Americans even find her fuckin' slow whenever were together. I have to admit, I'm a tad embarassed of her.

We argued that she should've asked me first before opening it. I mean it's a respect for privacy, right? After that I just found her saying, "You're just 18, you're saying that you have privacy?" I retorted, "Everybody has privacy, you want me to ask everybody that I see if they would agree with me?" After a few word battles, with her mother as my ally, she admitted she was wrong and that she ALWAYS is wrong. What the fuck is that? She has no 'friggin right to imply shit and use reverse psychology. What? Does she think I don't know that?

She's jealous of my grandmother and my father, basically the entire Teylan clan, because my heart is close to them despite distance. She wants to take things fast. Little does she know that I will get closer to her over time.

Hope she learns in the nick of time before I throw a conniption and leave her for dead.