Ring around the Rosie

Dear mom,

I know we haven't seen each other for almost a year; I do miss you dearly. I know you've been stuck in quarantine after getting a positive on the covid test, and I want to feel like you are doing well, mom. After all, the deaths due to covid-19 are only increasing. However, the number of parties you have gone to during this time convinces me otherwise. Either you don't want to be a part of my life anymore, or you are lying to the partygoers that everything is fine. So in honor of you being mischievous, I want to confess a little bit about myself to, let's just say, inspire you to do the same.

I have met someone, mom. A young man with blonde curls, and of course, you know I'm a sucker for big blue eyes. He's the perfect man and was completely taken away by me as well. I met him at a gas station; not as flattering as what you might expect, but he was there. He approached me with an older rich woman in his arms. Assuming that it was only his sugar mama, I still went for it.

"You look familiar," I said, ignoring her presence.

He let out a solid but short laugh and asked for my name. With no hesitation, I gave it to him. He then proceeded to repeat what I said.

"You sound familiar," he said as his eyes wavered in a thought.

We talked for a short while until he began to beg for my number right before his soon-to-be ex-sugar mama. This was the beginning of new toxicity in my life. I felt as if he was a player, but the moment's bliss made me feel reckless. I felt like a walking lyric in a rock song. Although it was dangerous, it made me feel alive. I never told you about this relationship for multiple reasons. One of them being, I didn't want you in my business, and the other is that this was your ex-boyfriend.

Mom, I truly hope that you are well because being the burden of news is never a treat for me. I want to be frank and let you know that this was not an honest man. He lied to me numerous times and I know that I am not one to talk. I've not yet admitted to seeing people talk behind your back and thinking you were sick, I wanted you to feel loved. I believed you were sick until looking on social media to see where the backlash was coming from. You are a public figure, you should know better. You have no right to pollute others lungs just because your bored of being in the house. Not cool. Along with that I am now realizing that you have a girlfriend? If you even would count her as a girlfriend, I never knew you were bisexual until you got drunk and annouced it on twitter. There were pictures of you both frenching it up. First off, why would you post that? None the less, you seem perfect for each other. Both lying to each other saying that you don't have covid-19 and that she's perfectly loyal to you. Not being loyal meaning that this woman was the same one I saw at the gas station. You have a type. You live for the drama and therefore, there is no room for me to stay. Happy mothers day, mom. I really don't know what to say.

Love,

Your daughter who actually has an another name.

How can you lie and tell me that we were the same?