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Not today.


I am a survivor!!
My truth does sound insane because mothers are suppose to be your best friend, the one you can count on to protect you & your children, love you unconditionally & so much more... not everyone has that mother. Mine would be happier learning of my death, especially now that I’m no longer an extension of her and under her manipulation!

Soooooooo....



Let me break this down: I’ve had (1) person tell me she’s the only mother I will ever have. Get her help & love her... Listen, you obviously don’t know my story. This is just a tip of it. But, a narcissistic person has to want help & clearly she does not, the  statistics show only 2% seek help; 2 percent. Well I can tell you she’s not in that 2 percent; Especially allowing;

◾️Her grandchildren to be THREATENED with a gun; AT HER HOUSE, WHILE SHE STANDS THERE & promised my children she would take care of it, take him to court, throw him under the bus and so many other empty promises.

▪️Her family to be threatened with bodybags, again while she stands there & even pulls him away from her family’s vehicle. More promises & lies that was only lip service.

◾️Her ONLY child to be bullied & told “you killed your dad & child” again while she stood there and watched me have a nervous breakdown, IN HER FRONT YARD. AGAIN more lip service.

◾️Stalked WITH a gun in his front seat, yet she went down and defended him, lied & then again MORE lies & lip service.

◾️ Sat with the POC local political figure in court against me. While you guessed it, more LIP SERVICE & still LYING to me, & even sat there while my mental health was attacked IN THE COURT ROOM.

Oh & there is even more, but, my blog, book, the news & court will shine light on more....
BTW: I have police reports & recorded memos of the events above. They can all be found within my blog...

Is this a mother to you??
Does this sound as if she wants help?

Sorry honey; you don’t have a clue, but everyone will! SOON, I have ripped the tape off of my face: don’t come at me with that’s the only mother you will ever have; I WOULD NEVER do this or allow this crap to be done to my children. EVERRRRRRR. {PERIOD!!!!}

Would you? I protected her far longer than I should have and it ended with 2 of my blood in the cold dirt, the cemetery in St Mary’s, holds 2 premature filled graves...

Clearly not all mothers were meant to be mothers. #narcissisticmothers were not meant to be mothers!!

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