The most toxic and dangerous person in my life was my mother. she is someone I fear the most and there are some serious issues I have kept hidden.
I kept my pregnancy a secret even from her so when she came to meet me at my door.
and for the first time that I can remember I fought back. There was nothing she could do. I was of age and lived on my own completely separate from her.
I can still remember the fear and dread I felt when I opened the door to see her standing there. And more, the look of hatred on her face when she saw my pregnant belly She ordered me to get rid of my babies. And for the first time that I can remember I fought back. There was nothing she could do. I was of age and lived on my own completely separate from her.
She'd pushed back, tried threatening and everything else she could think of but for once I held firm and refused I decided not be a pushover any more, which surprised us both no-end.
I wish I'd have found that same spirit months earlier but alas it was not meant to be. It was enough that I'd found it now though, just in time to save my unborn children.