“Honey of course you weren’t adopted.” My mother said. But I could see through her lie. She was lying through her fucking teeth directly into my face.

“You think I’m stupid huh?!” I said as I raised my voice. I hate being lied to, and for the past 5 years, I don’t know why I didn’t ask this

“Sweetie, I don’t think you’re stupid at all. But yes. You were adopted. You ever wonder why you never had a brother or sister? Me and your father were incapable of having kids of our own. And that tore us to pieces. We wanted a child to call our own. So we adopted. And we picked the cutest little baby out of there, with your chubby cheeks, and your little cute smi-“

“I don’t want to hear it. I can’t believe you lied to me all these years and made me believe this is my reality. You’re a fucking liar mom. I shouldn’t even call you that. You aren’t my mom.” I said without even thinking.

My mother’s eyes began tearing up and she said “I’m sorry my love. But you have to understand why we didn’t tell you. So we could prevent something like THIS from happening. And for the past 18 years we’ve taken care of you. We’ve treated you like you actually were our biological parents. And yes, we may have not done everything right, and yes, we aren’t your biological parents, but that doesn’t matter. What matters is that I love you. That your father loves you. We just wanted to be the best parents someone could ask for. And I hope we didn’t let you down.”

I felt like a dick. I never have seen my mother cry. So I hugged her. “Mom. I’m sorry. I overreacted, it’s just a lot for me to process. You were one of the best parents a kid could ask for. If not the best. I’m not sure the reasoning why my biological parents didn’t want me, but I felt somehow they knew, they were passing me off to a pair of angels. And you’ve treated me better than they ever could’ve I bet. I didn’t mean any of that stuff. I love you.” I said.

“I love you too sweetie.” She said back. This time, there was no text box.