highway to get to me. So I decided to wait.
Then Mom came to mind. I wasnât sure if calling her was a good idea either, but I needed someone to talk to. I could call Monica or Sonya, but they had their own things going on, and I wasnât ready to unload yet another chapter in the life of how mine was so bad. So I decided Mom was who I was going to call.
âHello.â
âHi, Mom.â
Hearing her voice caused me to break down again, but I managed to keep my sobs under control.
âHi, honey. How are you?â
Mom sounded happy, which made me even sadder because I knew what I had to tell her would change her mood. I knew I could pretend like everything was okay, but she would figure it out. So I might as well go with my original plan by talking to her about this. I just hoped I wasnât making a big mistake by doing this.
Most kids usually could talk with their mother about anything, but in my case, I couldnât. My father was that person for me, and he was no longer here. My mom always seemed distant in a way, and I never felt that mother-daughter connection I thought a daughter should have with her mother.
âMom, Iâm not doing so good.â
âWhy, Kellie? Whatâs going on?â
I couldnât say anything as I heard the concern dripping from her words. Even though Mom got on my nerve at times, she did have a tender side. To hear her worried about me caused me to hesitate for a moment.
âKellie, are you there?â
âIâm here, Mom,â I struggled to answer.
âWhatâs wrong?â
âI found out today that I have a sexually transmitted disease.â
âWhat?â
âAnd as if thatâs not bad enough, this disease could have caused damage to the point I may not be able to have children.â
âLord, have mercy. The devil is sure doing his job, ainât he?â
I was waiting for her to say I told you so, and my mother didnât disappoint.
âSo I take it you got this disease from that Jeffrey?â she asked.
âYes, Mom.â
âI knew it. I knew nothing good was going to come from you marrying that man. I tried to tell you.â
âMom, please. I donât need to hear this right now.â
âWell, somebody needs to tell you. Youâre a big girl wanting to live this life with a man way too old for you, if you ask me. That man has done nothing but bring drama to your life.â
I almost hung up on her. Iâd done it before but quickly apologized knowing it was disrespectful. But sometimes Mom never said what I wanted to hear. Why couldnât she just say itâs going to be okay, or she was here for me? That was what I wanted to hear.
âMom, Iâm married, so itâs done. Can you just please be a mom for once and console me without telling me what Iâve done wrong?â
âIf I donât tell you, then who will?â
âSo is that what weâre doing?â I asked.
âWhat do you mean?â
âMy life may not be perfect, Mom, but the one thing I havenât done is turn my back on my family.â
Mom said nothing.
âWhen was the last time you talked to Vic?â
âI donât know who you are talking about,â she replied in a disdainful tone.
âHeâs your son, remember?â
âVictor is dead to me, Kellie.â
âHow can you say that?â
âNo son of mine is going to live his life being in love with another man, do you hear me!â Mom yelled.
âOh, I hear you. I just canât understand how you can call yourself a Christian woman and turn your back on your fellow man, and this man happens to be one you gave birth to. Are you trying to say God made a mistake blessing you with him?â I asked.
âThe Bible saysââ
I interrupted responding with, âI know what the Bible says, Mom. Youâve shoved that scripture down our throats so much that itâs burn into our