It's hard to talk to others about my narcissistic mother. For years, others simply dismissed my plea by saying that she meant well, it's cultural, or you know how old people are. While others meant well, these comments really made me feel unvalidated and extremely frustrating. Over time, I just don't say much except for a few. Perhaps only one friend who saw me battle it out all on my own. Who saw my bruise and acknowledge my strength. Today, my battle is not quite as intense anymore and I'm glad. But I am not letting her "glory" go with her to the grave. I hate her!
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