Mother
Posted by endofseptember
on March 13th, 2012 at 11:30 PM
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it wasn't so much physical, but mental. and in the end i'm not like her at all. we're polar opposites. maybe we share a common tendency to be strong in some situations, we both like similar foods, have the same favorite color, but thats about it.
i wrote this when i was sincerely angry at her. i don't know if she was a good mother to me or not. physically i cant complain (sort of) i got spanked for bedwetting, something that wasnt my fault (has been scientifically proven, some bladders develop slower), and mentally i know she didnt support me like she could have, but i know i love her, despite that. and i'll always be my own person. no matter what. only way i resemble her is through strength. thats it -
My mom psychologically abused me. Take me on the highway & scream "you're worthless! Nobody's ever gonna love you! I hate you you f*ckn ungrateful *****! The only ppl who'll ever be your friends are very kind! You're just like your father! You're the f*ckn devil! Satan get out of our house!" (etc) right into my ear to where my ears would be ringing for awhile after the car. She would forget herself at home & start screaming at me, then call the cops on me (I was a little kid for part of this time). They would come & make me apologize to my mother & "promise to calm down." In public she'd humiliate me on purpose, bringing up things that were nobody's business in a room full of people, & no one would ever say anything to her to stop hurting me like that. I wasn't old enough to be psychologically equipped enough to tell the child protective services ppl who would come check on things, or the cops who would come to brow beat me, how she didn't even love me, & how she treated me in private. I was also a very sick kid, so I don't know how she could have treated me like that. I would go to school incapable of having any self esteem. Always looking at the floor. Always letting ppl push me around. The quietest kid on the playground. I still struggle with that at age 31. I had to literally rip her tentacles off of me just to get her out of my life FINALLY this year. Now I can start living MY life (what she just put me through would take up another long paragraph - trying to force me out of my own apartment, TRYING to have the police section me for absolutely nothing other than control over my circumstances. Bc her & my perversely abusive step father want me, yes at age 31, to COME BACK to their abuse house to live as a perpetual victim of abuse. They've tried to FORCE this. They made copies of my house keys without me knowing about it to try to make this happen. & recently they started “invading” me). Maybe I can start putting myself back together now that they're finally out of my life. She basically re-enacted Mommie Dearest. So as a rebuttle for her robbing me of so much in my life, I've decided to send a copy to everyone who used to act as her cronie, to psychologically pummel me as a public display. This includes aunts, uncles, & a sister.
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