Mom hates daughter for learning disability
Suppose her name is Ankita. She is from India. She was adopted by her mom and dad. Her mom doesn’t like her because of her learning disability. She feels so empty in her heart, she always thinks she is not fit for her adopted family. Mom disowns her daughter and taunts her by saying bitter words. But her dad dreamt to adopt and own her. Anita’s dad tells her that, ‘Your brother came from Amma’s tummy but you came from my heart.’ He told me I was adopted when I was 3 months old; I was too young to understand.’
Ankita mentally and emotionally falls for her mother’s bitter words. She shared her story to a popular social media page Humans of Bombay.
Ankita says, ‘I was five when Dad sat me down and said, ‘Your brother came from Amma’s tummy but you came from my heart.’ He told me I was adopted when I was 3 months old; I was too young to understand.’
‘I had learning disabilities as a kid, so Amma would help me study. But as I grew older, she was disappointed that my grades weren’t improving. In class 9, I failed most subjects. In anger, Amma said, ‘I brought you home only because of Dad–I never wanted you.’ After that whenever we fought, Amma would taunt, ‘If you were my own daughter, you wouldn’t be like this.’ I’d cry all the time’, she added.
‘I realized I didn’t fit into my family; even my relatives would say, ‘She looks so different’, ‘She looks Chinese.’ In my weakest moments, I’d want to find my biological parents
Ankita says, ‘I realized I didn’t fit into my family; even my relatives would say, ‘She looks so different’, ‘She looks Chinese.’ In my weakest moments, I’d want to find my biological parents, but Dad would say, ‘They abandoned you, why look for them?’ Even in school, I was bullied–they called me ugly; I couldn’t perform in exams. So, after 10th, I took up Arts–at 16, I performed on stage for the first time. It felt so liberating to let out my subdued emotions! I realized I wanted to be an actor. But things between Amma and me got worse. She didn’t like me talking to boys. My parents even policed what I wore–once, they saw me in an off-shoulder top and didn’t speak to me for a week.’
So I’d immerse myself in rehearsals. After 12th, I took up theatre and worked hard. I’d go for rehearsals in the morning, attend classes, and in the evenings, I’d practice my dialogues.
I began getting modeling offers. I even bagged short films–I made enough to get my portfolio clicked. Finally, in my 3rd year, I was offered a part in a movie! I was on cloud nine, but when I told Maa, she howled, ‘How ungrateful are you? We’ve done so much for you and you want to ruin our reputation by acting in movies?’ I snapped. I’d had enough–‘Just because you’ve adopted me doesn’t mean that I owe you my dreams!’
With 700 rupees in hand, I left my parents’ home forever–my friends lent me Rs.15,000; I rented a room. Luckily, the next day, I signed a new project–I was able to return their money immediately. My parents said, ‘You’ll never be able to manage on your own’, but I didn’t budge.
The initial days were hard–if I didn’t go to work one day, I’d have nothing to eat that night. But the thought that I’d have to go back home if I failed, kept me going. I went around the city auditioning; within a month, I was signed by 2 brands.
It’s been three months since–I’m making enough money to sustain myself. Yes, Amma has cut ties with me, I have to work 24/7 and walk for over 8 km a day to save on the auto fare, at times, I even skip meals but there’s nothing like the rush of being able to chase my dreams. And I don’t care whether I fail or succeed, I just don’t want to regret not even trying.”
