Healing was the only choice. Is my only choice. I have been abused in ways I feel physically sick thinking about.
I forgive all mistakes going back to childhood. What I don't forgive is this never ending abuse now.
I sent my mother a text. After daily texts to pop over,which I grey rocked, I decided to spell out one particular boundary with kindness. I was terrified. I still am.
That's what this has done. I feel the reaction and sense her rage even though there was of course no response to a simple clarification of my boundary. My mother has been cruel and utterly insane in behaviour.
I am on my absolute knees with how sick I am. I had a locksmith out,changed my door lock. Asked her to return my car key.
When I was in hospital for 6 months fighting for my life with sepsis, she sold my car and drove around in the replacement vehicle. I convinced myself that was ok. I convinced myself it was ok and that when she said she asked me for permission ref the car, that she was right. The woman told my ex things like I was a moron at this time I was fighting for my life. This woman was caring for my son, drunk every night. She rarely visited me. Friends had to bring underwear etc. I was wired up to IV nutrition for months stuck in a bed.
When I came out of hospital,the first night ( I had to live with her and was so grateful she was helping). That night, we were in my son's room, she sat on the end of his bed drunk as it was bedtime and stared at me with the most unkind evil eyes. She stared and stared at me and the message was ' I don't want you here . I want your son and you to go away'.
I can't begin to tell you what I have endured. So much is so appalling, a ' normal' person would say wtf and ditch her years ago. I have blocked so much out.