This is my second draft. I had to stop myself from writing the first one. Because I can't. There won't be details in this post. I can not bring myself to do so. There are just some things better left hidden in the closet. My mom is one of them.
I have not spoken with her for over 10 years. The day we last talked was the day my husband had his heart attack. That is how stressed he was getting involved in my dark past. He almost died. And I swore on that last day my mom and I talked that she will have nothing to do with my family ever again. I have to protect my own. A fairy has to protect her own NeVeRLaND.
And so I kept her hidden. Only a handful of people knows, in real life. Whether I am too humiliated or terribly angry with her, I can not make myself talk about what happened. A few of my EP friends knows as much as you do now. One person actually noticed why I never talk about her.
She is as evil as evil can get. She is manipulative and wicked. She holds a certain charm that makes everything look rosy to the unknowing eyes. But as any fairytale goes, the masked witch is always revealed in the end. This fairy now awaits if the fairytale will ever have a happily ever after.
Sylph very much doubts that.
Sylph carries the burden until the last breath.