Stupid, Evil Bitch Mothers

There once was a mother whose joy and validation for life came from destroying her daughter but doing it subtly, steadily, slowly. To try to understand the question, Why does she do it? is futile. It is impossible to understand the mind of an evil person.

Let’s provide some context:

This mother wanted her daughter’s trust, love, and loyalty. She wanted her daughter to be completely unaware, unquestioning of her and her motives. This mother was not particularly smart or bright but she was innately evil, she loved being evil, she loved evil plots and schemes and this evilness was predominantly targeted towards her child.

You see there was something special about her child, and other evil family members and her evil female friends could sense it, they could tell. This irked their evil hearts to no end,

“it was a light and a goodness that must be destroyed!” they thought like rabid, vicious she-beasts.

This is the worst type of evil mother to have because it’s not obvious to onlookers and it’s not obvious to the victim. It’s not the mother on cocaine, or the mother who allows sexual abuse to happen to her kid, or some drunk hoe who beats her kid. At least you know your mom is evil, at least you know your enemy is in your own house if she shows these obvious traits and others would know too.

But no this bitch mother is the,

“scheme with her hair salon shop full of friends and coworkers on ideas of what she can do to her daughter today. What drama can she go home and play out, what plot, what story, how can I diminish my daughter’s confidence? how can I plant negative ideas in her head? how can I get her to pity me a little bit more? how can i pull on her heart strings?

This is the

“ I want to sink my claws in you for the rest of your life, you will never go far from me, I want you to have no relationship above me, I do not want you to end up with a good man, I wouldn’t mind if you had a couple of baby daddies and I could sink my claws into my grandchildren kind of a bitch mother. I will always be their to dampen your fire a little, i will be that little smidgen of self doubt wrapped up like reasonable concerns.”

This is the evil bitch mother who says,

“I tell you these things because i care about you kind of a evil mother but the truth is i had already preplanned this discussion i was going to have with you and i even consulted other evil women on what to do and what to say.

This is the,

‘Trust in me i’m your friend and confidante type of evil mother who secretly is telling the whole hair salon all the intimate details of your heart that you shared with her- from the first boy you like, to your stance on your virginity, your insecurities about always feeling like the ‘almost girl’, to feeling like whenever your at her workplace her friends are always picking on you type of shit”

Stories & Examples:

Using stories and examples is the best way to depict these things. So in no particular order, let’s just get into it.

Story 1:

The evil mother and her fifteen year old daughter were going home after a spontaneous visit to bible study one night. They were chatting happily walking down a hill. Then out of nowhere a skinny looking guy attacked them. The daughter was scared and surprised and took off running, but then she noticed that her mother was not with her. The daughter turned back and ran back uphill to find her mother only to see the man pulling at a her mother’s purse.

By the time the daughter was nearing them the man ran off with the purse and the mother chased after the man and disappeared. A few minutes later, the mother returns with two other men from the church, the pastor and a young man. The evil bitch mother excitedly begins telling them about the incident. The mother then chooses to tell the story like this, with this particular wording and emphasis.

“ The man came out of nowhere and attacked me and my daughter ran away and left me alone. I had to fight off the guy. She ( while pointing at the daughter) ran away leave me.” This way of telling the story she would continue to tell to others at random and well timed points in her daughter’s life for the next ten years. This struck the heart of her daughter who was so repentant and sorry that she had ran away.

The daughter was painted like a coward in front of everyone. Her daughter apologized and apologized, her daughter made an oath to herself that no matter what she would never run away and leave her mother ever again, it was a pain in her heart, a question that hounded her,

“Am i coward? how could i have left my mother?”

And the mother would tell this story over and over again, until her daughter had to tell her that she didn’t like it. Anytime her daughter met strangers or someone new that spoke admiringly of the daughter to her mother, her mother would bring up the story. Over and over her daughter said,

“ Mom, i don’t like when you do that, I am not the same person, I am not a coward, i would never leave you.” The mother would laugh it off and say

“ your taking it to serious, I’m just telling a story,”

Here is the truth that The daughter came to find out:

The whole thing was preplanned and staged. The whole being robbed after church bible study was preplanned. The spontaneousness of wanting to go to bible study that sunday, the robber that one of her shop friends knew, the tugging of the handbag, the running away when they saw the daughter coming back to help….all of it was staged.”

Out of this one incident, she was able to strike at the heart of her daughter who always prided herself on her character. She had gotten a weakness that she could use to diminish her daughter in front of everybody, friends, family and complete strangers. Whenever her daughter was feeling good about herself, being praised by others, she had this weapon of a story to sprinkle in other’s minds. ‘ Yeah my daughter is nice and capable but…she ran away when i got robbed.’

On top of it, The evil bitch mother got to outshine her daughter, she was the brave mother who had fought off the thief. For ten years she reigned supreme, her scheme unknown.

Many times when she would recount the story to a hair salon full of customers, or to other family members, or strangers and it would strike the mind & heart of her daughter.

“Why does my mother insist on telling the story this way, she never mentions that i came back to help or never leaves out the part that i ran off. No matter how much i tell her how much it hurts and that i am grown up now, so i would never run away again, she keeps emphasizing the part about me running away to everyone?” the daughter would sometimes ponder.

Now that the daughter is grown and the truth known to her, the daughter realizes that if she had stayed and fought the man, the mother would have spinned the story and said that

“ she was stupid and wanted to get herself killed or that she should have ran and gotten help..”

The Daughter now realizes that there would have been no winning in this situation. The aim was simply to have something over the daughter’s head. There was no winning with this evil bitch. She would have gotten her other evil bitch friends to chime in at her hair salon, to say shit like

“ You could have gotten both of you killed, Why you struggled with the man? Just give him the bag…how are you so foolish”

The whole point of these evil women’s existence was to destroy the light, the confidence, the goodness encapsulated in her daughter. This story is only the tip of the iceberg of plots and schemes that have been discovered and uncovered by the daughter. Schemes to set her up with bad friends, get her to have sex, set her up to be branded as a thief, schemes to berate her for her cooking and cleaning skills etc…., use of tears and guilt, constantly comparing her to other people’s kids etc, etc…

Just because you pushed me out of your pussy bitch….does not make you a mother be!