Hey mom
It’s been about six months since we last spoke or saw each other, and honestly, for the first time in a long time, I finally feel at peace.
I’m not going to lie, every time your name popped up on my phone, I felt anxiety. Every time you said you were in town, it stressed me out. I was constantly waiting for the next emotional storm.
You may not have been physically abusive, but the psychological damage you caused was real. Being around you felt like constant emotional warfare. And on top of that, I still carry the pain and anger of you throwing my cat into the streets while I was at work and refusing to tell me where you left him. I still haven’t found him
What’s sad to me is that it seems like you only ask about me to see whether I’m struggling or falling apart. I heard what you said when you found out I bought a house, and instead of being happy for me, it bothered you that I accomplished something so big without you.
But I did. I rebuilt my life without you. I found peace without you. And that’s something no one can take away from me anymore.
Ps you missed my birthday 3 months ago.