Estrangement is such a weird thing, loaded with tons of question marks. And not getting answers A to your questions can you up all night. Sometimes even days. This leads us to today’s exercise👇 ✔️If you’re an estranged adult daughter, share one piece of advice for estranged moms in here that they need to hear today. ✔️And if you’re an estranged mom, ask adult daughters one question that you’re dying to know. Let’s help each other out🫂

My mother drives me nuts. I'm sad that I can't even feel love for her anymore. I can't stand her. I think she feels the same way about me. Even though I'm not the one who's lied to others to turn them against me, made up stories to get me in trouble, promised to treat me better and only did for a short time before regressing back to being an entitled, demanding, emotionally neglectful, self absorbed demon woman. She's a narcissist, but the kind who calls anyone who disagrees with her a narcissist. Anytime I share my thoughts, perspectives, beliefs, and it's different from hers then I'm somehow the demon! Like the flip of a switch and I'm her worst enemy out to ruin her life as if I'm not even her daughter! Yet she acts like she cares so much and doesn't understand why I won't talk to her anymore. When the only reason she ever talks to me is to get me to do what she wants! I'm sick of it, I'm sick of her, I'm sick of feeling like I don't matter as a person of my own. Like I'm just an extension of her. Like I can't even talk about it online with others who get it without it somehow coming back around to ruin my life or my little brothers life who still has to live with her.

Hi my name is Kylie and I recently got engaged. Immediately after we began wedding planning- chaos and drama ensued. Enough to a point where I am so depressed and exhausted that I have called the event off- leaving my future husband and his family devastated as well. I am learning through therapy my mom is a narcissist and my dad has been her enabler my entire life. My eyes have just opened and I feel like I am seeing things through an entirely different lens. Per my therapist it's because I have essentially been brain washed my entire life. I am so devestated and hurt by the things my mom has recently said to me I can't fathom ever forgiving her or having a healthy relationship with her, and I'm looking for any hope I can

Hi and welcome! This is your safe space to connect with other mothers and daughters working to heal and rebuild their relationships. Let’s start by getting to know each other! THIS STEP IS MANDATORY❤️‍🩹 Comment below and share: 1️⃣ Your name and where you’re from. 2️⃣ Your current relationship status with your mom/daughter (e.g., “haven’t spoken in years,” “just starting to reconnect”). 3️⃣ One thing you hope to gain from this community. 💞 Bonus: Comment on at least two other introductions to show your support and start connecting with others. This space is all about finding strength in each other’s stories. ✨ Next Step: Check out the Kickstarter Course in the "Classroom" to get started on your healing journey. It’s packed with tools and insights to help you take that first step toward reconnection. This is your space to grow, learn, and connect. We’re so glad you’re here. 💞

Did your mom deny the chronic decade long physical/sexual/mental abuse she did to you and your sibling, when you asked her about it, and proceeding? Did you end up growing a chronic autoimmune disease (MS?) when you were a kid (under 10 years old) that you didn’t even know about? Did she tell her (7) other brothers and sisters when you were finally old enough AND brave enough to ask her about it, while also telling them that you’re lying? Did her siblings come to you and ask you why you would say something so crazy and then proceed to avoid communication with you? Were/are you estranged and abandoned? Yeah, me too. But the saving grace is: the abuse WAS NOT my fault. How could it be? I was a child who LOVED her only parent. What she did to me: means NOTHING about who I am as a person. & I graduated college with a Bachelors of Science in Computer Information Systems, paying my own way & receiving scholarships and grants at 23 years old. I had a very successful career, until old & poor coping mechanisms (psychedelics/alcohol/self hatred) crept up on me, but at least now I gave it all up. Because I’m a mother now, too. I did the work, processing my narcissistic abuse from my mother with a therapist that I actually trusted, and I’m committed to loving my baby boy like he deserves. I just have very vivid memories of what she used to do in front of my (then) baby/younger brother in front of me, among other memories regarding what she did to me, and… the way my father abandoned me, twice (it’s a long story) but it’s okay. It’s the trauma my body has carried for almost all my life. It won’t take me down. I obviously won’t let it. But as it appears… I guess I’ll still let it make me suffer as much as it is now. I guess that just means: there’s still work to be done. Good 🤷🏻‍♀️👏🏻 self growth ensues.