I don't celebrate Mother's Day

First off I want to say that everybody who does love and appreciate and want to celebrate their mom can do so but I refuse to do it. I refuse to put someone who constantly belittles, criticizes, and puts me down every day of my life on a pedestal. I refuse to act like her everyday insults about how I choose to live my life aren't hurtful. I refuse to say she wasn't the cause of multiple anxiety and panic attacks in high school. I refuse to lie and say that she did her best for me. There are so many days when I would be completely ignored because my brothers had something going on that she felt was more important. She had even said herself that she didn't feel like planning birthday parties for me when I was little so that's why I never had one. Everything I ever asked her was always brushed off as "an idiotic plan." Because of her my life is so much harder than it needs to be right now. Because of her I work like a slave just to be insulted at the end of the day. I do everything possible to try to make her happy but because I was born with a uterus nothing I do works. She makes it obvious every single day of my life that I'm the biggest disappointment she has ever met. She makes my life a living hell and I refuse to celebrate anybody who purposely makes it their life mission to tear other people down.