There was a wave of confidence. Even though I was late, I decided to do my part.

My wedding is approaching and many do not understand why I do not invite my mother. A lot of reasons.

Starting from my 2 years old, my mom began conflicts with my father, she scolded me for any excuse, so that the bleachs were held for a month.



When I was 7 she went to Russia (lived in Ukraine) and I stayed with my father. He did not even raise his hand, but he constantly drank and poured all the money either there or on his mistress. I even remember eating pasta for 3 months and my father brought a huge package of foods and put it on the refrigerator. I poured all the saliva, leaving the wet sludge at this refrigerator. Red package of 2 liters of juice, bananas, some cake. I was eagerly waiting for my father from work to try what was in the package (and why didn’t it work without it?). He came from work. He took the package and took it to his mistress.



My grandmother had two shops at the time, one of which was right next to my school. Sometimes she was allowed to take something for 3 hryvnia. At the time, it was 2 minions. I included the Kung Fu Panda cartoon at home and pretended to eat a cupcake with a secret ingredient. That was where her communication with me ended.



My aunt on my dad’s line forbade me from bringing me to family holidays, saying I was dressed as if I was scary. Well, of the clothes were only worn and large several sizes of things, which sometimes gave a familiar mom.



When my mother took me to Moscow, I lived with my grandmother. From that it was scary even to get sick, otherwise the wings instantly big and long.

I lived by myself. No one cared about how I studied (and I studied well), no one cared about whether I came home or not. What I ate in the day or did not eat. These people were not in need but actively pretended that I did not exist. But now that I was finally able to dress normally, found a job, got a relationship and an apartment (in a mortgage) so everyone became interested, why am I not communicating and not inviting to the wedding? Really why?