Call me heartless, ungrateful, spoiled and whatever you want but i don't give a fuck that my mother is dying of cancer.

Not an English speaker.

My mother abandoned me and my dad when i was 3 years old and completely disappeared out of the blue. Only when i was 7 i discovered a letter she left for my father where she said that she was too young to have kids and she wanted to travel and discover the world. Just this and nothing else.

My father went into depression and started drinking and using drugs. He was violent with me and abusive until when i was 8 i was taken away and left to another family. This family had already 5 kids and they were extremely cold and distant to me but despite this i concentrated all my energies on studying and working. When i was 15 i started working and saving until the last dollar and when i was 18 i escaped from that house and joined the university i wanted and finally i was happy. Believe me being alone, not knowing anyone, in the capital of my country all this was making me finally happy. I worked and studied my ass off and finally i got the job of my dreams.

Skip time to the next 10 years and here i'm, alone, with my own house, my own cars, with a very very good paying job and my dog. If someone asks me what is happiness i would say my life in this years is happiness.

Anyway a week ago out of the blue i recieved a call from my mom. At the beginning i thought it was some kind of prank and for 3 times i declined the call but then realized it was her for real. She started the bla bla bla about her life, where she was, that she was remarried with kids and all this bs. I didn't even listened to her(i don't even remember her husband's and kids name) until she said that she was dying of cancer and as a last wish she asked me to forgive her and to meet my step brothers and sisters.

Now, don't ask me why but i laughed out hard like never and i don't know even now how but i just said "you wish i could forgive you, well guess what? You will die without seeing me and without being forgiven of your horrible actions. Just die and leave me alone" and then i hang up.

Watching myself from outside i was extremely extremely proud of myself and even now i couldn't care less.

She obviously tried again to call me, send me texts, make her husband and kids to call me but i just blocked them all and went on living like nothing happened.

You think i'm wrong? I don't give a fuck about it ahahah. I holding grudges? Of course yes and i'm proud of it. I didn't even went to my dad's funeral after he had a heart attack imagine if i can go to see someone that abandoned me and made my life a living hell. Absolutely no ahahah