Karma's A Bitch

My mom and I have always had a bad relationship. She drinks way more than she should and I learned a long time ago to take care of myself. Anyway, the reason I'm writing here is to confess about what happened around 10 years ago, when I was around 14 or 15. I had been out, and came home pretty wasted. My mom was even drunker than I was though, and started screaming at me about being drunk, about what I was wearing and called me a "fucking w***e" - so when she passed out, I sucked off her boyfriend and let him fuck me.

Whoops, Karma's a bitch.

No, we don't keep in touch.