Too Many Spiders
My son will return from New England shortly. He’s my son, so of course I miss him, but I didn’t miss being browbeaten and regarded as a lower form of life every time he enters the room. 698 more words
6 days, 11 hours
The Family Memory Keeper
This is me with Mom’s sister Angie, on one of her visits from Boston.
1 week, 3 days
This was one of my favorite coloring books. Now, Stella loves filling up the pages I missed, but she uses Prismacolor pencils, not crayons.
Here’s Mom, showing newborn me off to my siblings, Tom and Maureen.
1 week, 4 days
Last week, my mother sent a few of my baby pictures to my new husband, and then to me:
Psychotic demon child in the first picture. 101 more words
1 week, 6 days
My mother is a diagnosed Schizophrenic she is Bipolar. She abused all sorts of drugs from OTC meds to meth. She could care less about me and my four siblings. 18 more words
My mother was abusing drugs and her children. I am the youngest of five.
There were times when my mother would beat me until I couldn’t move at all. 45 more words