As a child I don't think the concept of needing to work for what you have really strikes you, so I felt abandoned. There was a period of time in my life where I didn't speak to my mother at all, and looking back on it now, I hated what I did. But it's awesome now, she's always my dates to award shows and premieres. I love her more than life itself, but I know nothing I ever do will take back those times I refused to speak with her. Deep down, I hate that part of myself for that neglect.