No Longer A Victim

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This is a retelling of my experiences. My timelines are not always correct. I do not always remember the years correctly.

As I can no longer edit the dates to make this post go in reverse chronological order I will no longer be adding posts here. Please check my other blog for any further postings.

Location: Fredericton, New Brunswick, Canada

I have been walking a long and winding path. This is my healing path. I must say there were some points on the path where the end could not be imagined. I hurt all over and wanted to just stop and rest. I have not stopped. I have learned to rest while moving forward. I can not imagine the end of my path now. I do not want to imagine it anymore. The end of my path will be the end of my existence on this planet. I have learned to smile and I am enjoying life more now. The struggle pays off eventually.

Monday, July 11, 2005

Letter to Mommy

Dear Mother,

Hmmmm.... Dear - Highly esteemed or regarded. Used in direct address, especially in salutations: Dear Lee Dawson.
Dear does not seem appropriate.


Hmmmm... Mother - A woman who conceives, gives birth to, or raises and nurtures a child.
Mother does not seem appropriate either.

Female parental unit,

Parental unit - a parent or someone who plays the role of a parent.
Someone who plays the role of a parent, that fits better.

Female parental unit,

I do not know why it was you could not love me. I do know that what ever it was, it was not my fault. I was only a child. You were suppose to be the adult. Yet you turned that around and dumped your issues in my lap. How the hell was I suppose to deal with all your problems and failings. I grew up thinking that I was wrong all the time. I have never felt loved by you. I have never felt compassion from you. Nor have I ever felt that you were proud of me in any way shape or form. You should have gone out of your way to make me feel loved, cherished, adored, secure, and full of pride. You failed, you failed big time.

I am not following the same path you did. I have my issues, thank you for so many of them. They have been keeping me busy. The difference between you having issues and me having issues is this: I am dealing with my issues not dumping them in the lap of my children.

So as a responsible adult I figured I should let you know that I am doing well. Even after you tried your hardest to make sure that I never would. I am dealing with my issues. I am getting better, it is taking sometime, however I have some great support in my life now.

My issues are being dealt with, perhaps you should start looking after yours.

You oldest male offspring.


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