Why do I HAVE to love my biological mother?
My mother is an alcoholic.
She has abused us when we lived with her.
She called the police on my grandmother when my grandmother had done nothing.
She is the most annoying jerk ever.
She is a lair, and she is actually a thief.

So why, why do I have to care for this pitiful woman?
Because we share DNA?
What about DNA equates to loving someone?
I don't love this woman.
I don't even like this woman.
Why am I supposed to care if she lives or dies?
If she dies it would be her fault.
She doesn't listen to people and now she's in the hospital.

I don't care.
I don't care what happens to her.
I am told I am supposed to.
Yet, I don't care.