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I treasure my abusive mother

Pain is relative and abusers are typically victims, too

NOTE: Major content and trigger warning for child abuse and suicide attempts.

Things I never remember my mom saying to me, not even once:

“I adore you.”

“You are so special.”

“You are so lovable.”

“You will figure it out. You’ll be able to overcome this.”

“You can do anything you set your mind to.”

“You’re so talented.”

“That was so brave of you.”

“I’ll be here to help you.”

“If you have any questions or needs, reach out and I’ll see what I can do.”

“What do you want to do with your life?”

“What do you want to study at university?”

“You make me happy.”

“I’m so glad I had you.”

Things I remember my mom saying when I was a child:

“You were born in the toilet. I had to fart and you came out.”

“I tried to cause a miscarriage. I hit my stomach. It didn’t work.”

“You fucking little shit.” (x ~30)

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Natasha Coulis, Strategy-minded non-fiction writer
Natasha Coulis, Strategy-minded non-fiction writer

Written by Natasha Coulis, Strategy-minded non-fiction writer

How to strategically survive and thrive in a high-conflict, low-trust world. Focus: Critical thinking, relationships, politics, relationships, motherhood.

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