Mommie issues

My mother
You're supposed to love your mother, right?
Not me. I can't.
I hate her. I think I always have.
She left me when I was tiny. Just up and left, no looking back just gone.
I tried to like her. I tried to live with her 2 separate times. (because I had no choice of where to live)
After my grandmother died, mom and step dad suggested we come here to Michigan to live because there was nothing left for me in Pennsylvania; which was true. I was thrilled. I'd have a chance to get to know the other side of my family. I'd do anything to be useful and indispensable. Little did I know that they'd completely take advantage of my helpful and giving nature.
They all lived in one big house. Mom, step-dad, half sister: her husband and her three boys (all from different men and not the guy she was currently married. It didn't take to long for them to start treating me like garbage. I became the family driver. No matter what I was doing, no matter what time it was; unless I was working I had to drop whatever I was doing and drive them where ever they wanted. No matter what. I was even threatened with violence if I didn't comply or I was given the cold shoulder. Their disdain could cut the air like a knife.
So when I was no longer of use to them because I quit driving and didn't have money to "loan" them I became obsolete. I still had to call her every day or I'd get "the treatment" ignored, dismissed.... etc.
But my life became much more less anxious now that I was no longer dashing all over town doing their errands. It was a relief.
Then mom got cancer and sis got paranoid and stopped calling me and mom couldn't speak. I didn't feel obligated to call over there if that's the way I was being viewed, and I never looked back.
I didn't cry or grieve when she finally passed away. I really didn't care one way or another. Just a vague feeling of freedom and relief. It's been over a year and a half and I haven't heard one thing from anyone on mom's side of the family. Not one single word.
AND I DON'T CARE AT ALL.

You don't have to love or respect your parents if they don't deserve it.