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I HATE when my roommate and her nauseatingly disgusting boyfriend (who moved into my goddamn house...) talk to eachother like they're 5 year olds and use phrases like "i wuv you baby bears muah." its enough to make me vomit Feb 5 4:51 AM MST

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I HATE the dentist!! What a stupid job making people sooo unhappy. They tell ya to not put sharp things in your mouth and thats just what they do! I hate them scraping around!!! I hate the way the room smells, I hate everyones got masks on and acts like you got a ton of disease or smell, I hate that horrible rinse and that suction straw thing...its all just horrible and I hate it!! Nov 12 10:21 AM MST

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I hate how my mom always has to say something bad about everyone. I rarely ever hear her say something nice about anyone. Like okay yesterday we were in the store and this one lady was laughing talking to someone else and my moms like will she shutup god lady i cant stand her laugh its so annoying just like your aunts. that lady didnt even do anything to her! i can name a million things wrong about her but you dont hear me just annoucing it in the open (well expect this haha) Nov 24 1:44 AM MST

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I hate that my mother is a nudist. I hate seeing her naked ass all around the house all the time. PUT ON SOME DAMN CLOTHES!!! You're my mother. That's SO disgusting. Oct 14 11:27 AM MST

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I HATE my mother, the baby maker. All she's ever done is make children and then mess them up.
I HATE how she apologizes for the shit she's done to me, but she keeps doing it over and over, not only to me, but her other children. I HATE how she talks outloud in 3rd person even though the person she's talking to is in front of her. I HATE how she'll never do anything for others or let you be happy for anything without taking credit for it. She is a bitch in the worse sense of the word and I officially hate her. Aug 24 10:58 AM MST

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I'm 44 years old and seriously hate my mother. You'd think being the age I am I'd have more respect, but all my life she's been nothing but a pessimistic, critical bitch. She visits every summer and it's a NIGHTMARE! She just travels from house to house (my brother's) and expects all of us to roll out a red carpet and supply a friggen room so she can move all her shit in. And we all do it and she's still a bitch! God I wish she'd go home!!! Jun 20 3:44 AM MST

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I hate my parents. I used to at least have one favorite, you know, the one you can turn to when you can't stand the other, but at this point, I'm sick of both of them. My dad's just a lazy ass, one of those old-fashioned bastards who thinks all should have to do is "bring home the bacon while the wife does virtually everything else. He's made my mother miserable, and although I shouldn't think this way, I sometimes feel as I it was may fault she ended up with him. I am the oldest- the first child, the "love child". If I was never born, she would have never stayed with him. At first I thought he was okay, but that was when I younger, and he was basically gone all the time. It wasn't until I had gotten older that I had put together all of the pieces of my early childhood that I realized that she couldn't stand him then either. Seeing other men, and even overdosing on pills in an attempt to kill herself - I remember being at the hospital while she was getting her stomach pumped, but I didn't understand what was going on at the time. I really didn't realize how horrible he was until he actually came to live with us and actually be part of the family. I hated it. I always (and still do) felt worthless when he was around, and I felt that he was ever really proud of me. I tried for a while to do what he wanted, because I didn't want him to hate me, but at the same time I made myself even unhappier because it was never anything I wanted. Eventually I began breaking away, and he retaliated. He lashed out at everyone in the household, and he acted like he owned everything, when in reality he owned nothing - he is just a broke fucker who has nowhere else to go. He is always so selfish, which makes him a terrible father. Not to mention that he has a terrible temper that he can barely control. Combine that with a really immature attitude, and you have the ultimate recipie for a "failure at life". He's really smart - when I look at his mannerisms sometimes, I can see that his determination and work ethic would have taken him to great places, but he ruined it by acting stupid and not knowing when to control his temper. I used to never really be afraid of him, but ever since he has physically and emotionally harmed me, my mother, and my brother, I can never see him the same ever again. I can honestly say that I have no compassion for him whatsoever.....I truly do hate him for what he has done to our family....
....At the beginning I said I hated both of them, so I'll explain the other side..... can't forget mom!! My mom, as far as I'm concerned, is the only parent I have. The other asshole can kiss my ass. Yet for the past few months, she has turned into my bitter enemy. All she does now is bitch at me, call me names, and makes me feel like shit. Considering that I had been throught that with asswipe #1, I wasn't about to go through that again, so I became bitter myself, hating her in return. Then out of nowhere she becomes all buddy buddy and nosy as hell. I'm not up for this bipolar shit - either you hate me or you don't. Just because something pissed her off that day (like my dad), she thinks it's mature to bitch at me as if its my fault. If she didn't want to put up with this, then she shouldn't have gotten herself knocked up. Part of me feels bad for thinking this way, but she has become so cold. She complains that we don't care about her, but of course she says this to me - she never bitches at my brother, the "baby". Why should I care? She doesn't give a shit anymore about me! She'll break her fucking back just to get to one of my brother's concerts while she forgets to come to everything I've done this year, even with a goddamn calendar! And she has the nerve to call me ungrateful!!! For the past couple of years, I have rarely asked her for anything- my dad even told me that I need to start speaking up and asking for things I want. But no, I wanted to be considerate of her. But when my senior year comes up and I want to go to prom or these other events that I've never attended because I didn't want to be a burden to you, and suddenly I'm the lousy brat that doesn't care. Well, you're partially right. I don't care - anymore, that is. I'm sick of trying to please you and that lousy motherfucker you call a husband. I'm tired of hating myself when I'm at home, and then going to school and suddenly appreciating the woman I've become. You both were surprised when I won that award last year. Well, guess what - good things do happen when you actually encourage a child rather than restrict,control,and abuse a child. I used to look up to you both, now I just regard you with contempt because I know I can do better. I wasted too much energy and tears trying to get you to care, to actually be proud of me, to actually love me, to not feel like I was just some awful byproduct of a mis-matched pair. For once, I feel okay being selfish, because if I continue caring what you think of me, I'll just turn into one of you, and if that happened, I could never, ever forgive myself. May 21 3:05 PM MST

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I dont hate my mother, I hate how I am bipolar and know I need medication, even though I HATE taking it and am ashamed of taking pills and having psychological problems, but I take them anyways because I need them. I hate how my mother knows just what to do to get under my skin. I hate how on christmas day we had family over...and freinds of the family...and she is nice enough to ask if I have taken my pills in front of the entire dinner table. I hate how when I said yes she couldn't drop the issue and needed to ask if I was sure I had taken them. I hate how i said yes again and asked if we could drop the issue she got up and went to the medicine cabinet came back and put a pill beside my plate. I hate how I told her to fuck off in front of the whole table...in front of my aunts friends i hardly even know... i hate how some ass fuck who doens't even know me says i shouldn't talk to my mother that way, she knows if she realy wants to piss me off she should ask me about my meds...in front of people...i dont deal with embarrasment well...i get angry instead. I hate how she knows all this and feels the need to hurt me and make me look like an ass in front everyone i love, on christmas day no less. I hate how when i ask to talk to her in her room she keeps asking me if i have taken my pills over and over again, i have explained to her that asking me about my pills pushes my buttons before...and after explaining it again she simply said "well, have you taken them?" and i said yes...again and again...and she kept asking. I hate it that someone i love so much gives me every reason to hate them...i hate that someone who has been my world from childhood tells me not to come home on weekends because I get bothered when she constantly asks me about my girlfriend and asks me if she has left yet... i hate how through out my childhood i always thought she was the best mother in the world..even when we didn't get allong i thought she would do anything for me, go anyware for me and i always thought she did her best to make my life better...when realy....she sat arround all day collecting child support and borrowing money from relatives...living in a house her aunts paid for....i hate how before she saved child support money and made me pay for everything from clothes to food and shampoo from the time i was 16 (hygine and clothes since i was 14...) and put all the money my dad sent in the bank so she wouldn't have to get a job when i turned 18... i hate how i still make exuses for her and still realy want to believe she is perfect and i even though i know the things i have said are true deep down...i dont believe them...i dont believe my mom is a stealing lazy whore who fucked with me all my childhood...and still fucks with me today....and yet....logic says otherwise...logic says everything my heart doesn't believe..or doesn't want to....i hate feeling sorry for her when she does things to hurt me and my brothers...i just hate all of it May 3 11:49 AM MST

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I hate that I want a life I can't have because my parents split up and are now poor so I can't have half the things my friends have and I hate that I blame my friends for that when it's not their fault and it's not even my parents fault. I hate the way my mother acts like she's this amazing insightful woman with the 'problem child' who thinks that she can run my life simply because shes forty years older than me. I hate the way she talks down to me and blames every problem she has in life on me and how she's trying to make sure I'm as fucked up as she and her Mum are. I hate the way my Dad will stick up for her even though she threw him out of the house and tries to make him miseraable at every oppertunity she can. I hate that she keeps reminding me how lucky I am to have her and to be clever like her and to have her looks so why don't I trt a bit harder to become her because she has such an amazing life. Guess what Mum? Here's a summary of your life. You're unemployed and have taken all of you kids savings to provide for your life. You drove your husband to spending every penny he had on you and ending up a miserable lonely man. You've raised a daughter who is 'socially retarded' and a fuck up, and a son who can't socialise properley and who regularly beats people up for no reason. If I turn out like you, I may kill myself because I know that all of my problems have stemmed from you and I refuse to impose that on MY kids. And I HATE that I can't say this to her smug evil face because she's my Mother and however fucked up she makes me, I have to be grateful and kiss her arse like a good little daughter. I hate my life. Apr 22 2:39 AM MST

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OMG!! I hate my mother.
I hate how she and my dad met in high school and had me at a young age.
I hate how they broke up once I was born.
I hate how I'm somehow the blame for everything that goes wrong.
I hate how my mother can yell at me one minute and then by nice to me the next.
I hate it when she calls me moody, when she's the one who really needs the help.
I hate it how my mother hates me because I like acting.
I hate how she thinks that I can be doing more constructive with my life... and I wonder like what? Because there are girls getting pregnant and smoking and stuff and im not. Im always sober, havent smoked, and am on the honor roll.
I hate how she doesnt appreciate me and only sees my flaws. I hate my mother for blaming the world for her mistakes.
I hate how my mother says that its my fault, but her friends say that I've always been like this. Then its not my fault right? I mean, I didnt raise myself.
I hate my mother for having me.
I hate the fact that I dont have the courage to tell her that everyone isnt meant to be mothers: and she's one of them.
I hate that I have three A's that I cant seem to tell her: abstinnce, abortion, adoption. These are the threee things that could have solved her PROBLEM of me.
I hate that she named me something meaningless, just because her co-worker said it was different.
I hate how my younger brother always takes her side.
I hate how he fails to realize that I love him, and that his mother is a bitch.
I hate how she told me I could kill myself as long as it wasnt in her presence, so the police wouldnt question her.
I hate my mother for pressuring me to be better, when she couldnt do better herself.
I hate how I hate my mother, because I feel like Im going against my religion.
I hate how the bible says "Forgive others, and God will forgive you." But I cant seem to help it.
UGHHH i hate how I wrote this hate-note for the whole world to see how much...
I HATE MY MOTHER. Feb 27 7:59 AM MST

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I hate homeowork. I don't really give a flying F about the stuff. But, being the worried asshole I am, I do it anyway to avoid getting in trouble with my fire-breathing bitch of a mother. I hate that I should be doing my homeowork right now. Feb 22 3:10 PM MST

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i hate my mom. oh god do i hate her. shes a stuck up bitch who doesnt care about anyones feelings. and shes suppose to be christian. i hate how she restricts me from seeing my fathers family because she got into a fight with them 5 years ago. GET OVER IT MOM IT HAPPENED FOREVER AGO. i hate how i try telling her things about my life trying to have a relationship with her and before i can even finish my sentance she starts criticizing me. i hate how she put me and my dad through hell and she doesnt even care. i hate how she complains about everything! and when i confront her about it she says "complaining and making a statement are two different things and i happened to be making a statement". i cant wait to get far far away from her. 3 more years in this damn house and i'll be out. Feb 6 10:13 AM MST