Here Is My Strange Story

Here is my story:

my mom was young when she got me. she was pretty and intelligent and well doing. but you know when you get a kid and are still at the university you need people understand your needs. But ignorance and envy is what she got from my fathers family.

so, my mom hates this people and she made me hate them. i was not well treated by them even when i was a kid. they are indeed mean, greedy and angry people but i am sure i could avoid hating them. there are lot of people out there being like them and i just avoid them.

I am thankful to the fact that they existed because i made many generous and good things in my life in order not to be as they are and this is positive. But now i am adult and have my achievements and have further challenges in my life. i don't want to spend my time on them and haterid.

My mom called me again and started complaining and asked me to do something. i live abroad and even here i can not get rid of this attitude. when i try to get better, she calls me again. i love my mom so so much i adore her. i have already many times asked her not to talk to me about them, but she does it. there are very few days when i don't think about them. Now i tend to feel weak and bad person because i have no power to forgive and forget.

Have you ever met a person like me?
I am poor-spirited. Don't you think so?