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A conversation between a mother and her daughter |
"Mom, we need to talk." "What's the matter? The kids okay?" "This has nothing to with the kids. We need to talk about us, about when I was a kid." "That again. What is it this time? What didn't I do for you that you think I should have?" "Mom, I need to know why you were so distant, and why you thought beating me with a belt was the right way to raise me. You didn't do that to my brothers and sisters. I need to understand." "You were different, difficult. You always thought you could push the envelope. I had to break you in order to get you to understand how the world works." "Do you mean I was different because I was adopted?" "Well, that and the people you came from weren't that upstanding. We gave you a good home and you flung it back in our face." "Mom, I never flung anything back at you. I just couldn't take it, the way you treated me. I needed you to understand my differences and to be there for me. Instead, you made me feel unlovable." "I always loved you." "It never felt like it. And now, I see you beginning to treat my daughter with the same disrespect and disdain. I can't have that." "Aren't you being a little melodramatic?" "No, I don't think so. I couldn't stop you when I was growing up, but I can stop you from hurting her in the same way." "So, what are you saying?" "Mom, my husband and I have decided to go no contact with you. We would appreciate it if you stopped trying to come over. Don't call, write, or otherwise contact us." "Now, I know you can't mean this..." "Not only do we mean it, but we will file an order of protection if you violate our wishes. I have to protect my child, Mom. That's what a mother is supposed to do. What you failed to do." "Fine, but your children are going to run all over you with that attitude." "That's a chance I'm willing to take to see them grow up happy." 345 words |