Writing has been a passion of mine as long as I can remember because it allows me the freedom to explore my thoughts and gain perspectives that help guide me along the path of life.
The book of love
I was infuriated, I always was when I spoke to my mother. Her actions had been proof of my insignificance since before I was born. I had always been viewed as something she could use and manipulate to get what she wanted; Even the way I was brought into this world was just her manipulating my dad into staying with her. She told me that once, but she would never admit it sober.
I hung up on my therapist
I hung up on my therapist this morning. He hit a nerve when he told me it might be helpful to try to treat people like kids in the way of giving them the benefit of the doubt that they don’t know any better and then try to set the example. It was a hard thing to hear. Especially when I was talking about my mother.