I’m a daughter of a mother that does not deserve the title “mother.”
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.