Disowning a Child
I am a mother . I was once a daughter until my mother got tired of my honesty. I was once a name with no identity. It was my place. It felt comfortable being invisible. Having no opinions. Letting other loved ones make decisions for me. I had no control. No views. No life.
My beautiful children were given free reign by me. After all, how could I instill in them the same control that I had allowed over me? I decided there were to be no rules, no boundaries, no restraints for my children. They were free to express whatever and whoever they were, right from the start. I was only there to ensure no harm would come to them.
After my decision to divorce their father, their free ex
If anyone else's heart is breaking every day because their children simply refuse to see you or talk to you... youre not on your own.