Maybe the best thing to say to someone like that is nothing at all. You should know that when I mentioned laughing, it was not at your story. It was remembering some of the disgusting things my mother did that are really both laughable and cringe worthy. My mother was not the abuser. It was my father. He was emotionally/verbally abusive. My mother did nothing. I understand all too well what it feels like to be even more angry with her for not protecting me.

Both are gone now, and I feel relief. Just relief. My father was the last to pass (2006), and it completely freed me to grow and feel good about myself. I have two grown daughters (35 and 29) and can’t wait to be a grandmother; although, neither is even close to making that happen. Take care…

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