Am I a terrible person? Today marks 9 months since the last time I've spoken to my mother. She calls every week but I just choose not to talk to her. I mean, why should I? She made my life hell for years. It was because of her actions that I didn't get to be a kid, that I was forced into raising my younger brother and sister. It was because of her irresponsibility and addiction that I picked up so many bad habits. She seriously screwed my life up. It's still pretty messed up. I was a happy kid, now I struggle to not be depressed. I tried to rebuild my relationship with her, but she just won't listen. It's literally gotten to the point that I'm trying to cut her out of my life. She's not invited to my graduation, and I honestly don't have much feeling left for her. I don't think of her as my mom, I mean yeah she gave birth to me, but that's about all she's ever done for me. My child hood memories of her involve either her having an asthma attack, yelling at my dad, putting her hand through a window, drinking, or leaving. My step-mom has done way more for me than my real mom ever has. I love my step-mom with all the love that I should have for my mother. Does this make me a bad daughter, a bad person?