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My Mother was extremely abusive, even not taking me for physical or mental help when, at 16, I was raped by a 57-year-old man. She told me when I was 6 years old and had lied about trying on a beautiful pair of gloves she owned, that she wished I was dead rather than have lied to her. She said a Saint had said this to justify her statement. It was one more thing in a long line of her cruel attitude towards me. I don't care that a Saint said it. It was traumatic for me and proved to me how much she hated me.

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