I hate my mother.
The concept of forgiveness is impossible when related to that women. When I see her face, I think of how she manipulated me into thinking I was delusional, and encouraged the abuse my step father did to me; her own daughter. Some days are harder to maintain a civil facade in front of her than others, but I will stick it out for as long as needed. Dignity be damned.
I hate that women with all my being. She can join her predatory partner and burn in hell.
