I'm not sure what impression you've gotten of me from my former posts.
That i'm angry, maybe. Wounded. Hurting. All of that is true. I am.
And today the hurt is palpable.
Today i learned that my mother has 'banned' my daughter from repeating the things she says about me, to me.
Apparantly i don't have the right to know that my mother has been talking shit about me, behind my back, to my daughter, bitching about me 'being a bad influence', saying that i'm...irresponsible. That i'm the one 'making' my daughter yell and scream and play my mother up.
I'm also, apparantly, such an powerful person that i implant ideas in my daughters head, that i coerce her to like the games, music and everything else she likes. She doesn't have a personality of her own. No. She's a mini-me.
*Cue major teary eye-roll*
I'm so sick of being blamed for every flaw my daughter has. So tired of being painted like a heinous human being when all i try to do is make everyone, including my toxic mother happy.
Today i have a heavy pain in my chest that won't go away. Why does my mother hate me so much? What did i ever do...