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Sister, Be kind!







For my sisters with Narcissistic mothers. You are not alone!! #DONTSITDOWNANDSHUTUP

Be kind to yourself!!!! #NarcAbuse

I am finding strength in myself I didn’t know existed & learning to live with PTSD, Anxiety & Depression from the abuse, in itself is a whole new world..

Thankfully God, my husband, my children, my counselor, my aunt, some amazing family & friends surround me, helping me with the damage my “Narc Mommy Dearest” & “her monkeys” has caused.

“I often say I don’t understand how a mother can’t love her child, can stand by silently while her child is abused & then just last week watching my own mother sit in court BESIDE someone who abused me, -her very own daughter & family-, not to mention her ONLY child.... then I am often reminded, I can’t understand because I don’t live in her sick world” and for that I THANK GOD! I would NEVER hurt or betray my children, it takes a very sick mother to do that.. I’m just glad her lies showed through to release the noose she had on me.. knowing that one day she will regret her actions... & she has to live with them.. not sure I’ll be around to witness her “rock bottom” but karma is coming... and my children & I will be sitting on the “other side” in silence then too! #liesequaldeath #LakeofFire

I forgive her but I’ll never forget... and when you hear it all, you will understand, so to the one who emailed me - “she is the only mother I’ll ever have” wait until my next blog post or better yet... my book.. then come back with that crap!

Money doesn’t make you a mom. I’ll eat ramen & peanut butter sandwiches.... thanks.

#DaughtersWithoutMothers
#NarcMoms
#Narcissist
#AmandaInColor

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