That is a great story. It actually reminds me of when my mom passed, her "Bob" was my father. She warned me about what he would do to what is owed to me, but I was in such shock and grief when she succumbed to her cancer, that my "inheritance" was the last thing on my mind. My narcissistic father did exactly what she said he would do, and one of the last moves I made, was to permanently leave, without what she gave me, and go no contact. And I have ignored every manipulation tactic since I left. It's been freeing but still sad, because I think about what he took away from my mother and I, all because he was selfish.
Thank you for sharing this, Mia. Your strength in honoring both your mother’s voice and your own truth is powerful. Grief has a way of clouding clarity, and yet you still found your way to freedom. That’s no small thing.
I’m deeply moved that the story resonated with you. And even more honored you trusted us with yours.
That is a great story. It actually reminds me of when my mom passed, her "Bob" was my father. She warned me about what he would do to what is owed to me, but I was in such shock and grief when she succumbed to her cancer, that my "inheritance" was the last thing on my mind. My narcissistic father did exactly what she said he would do, and one of the last moves I made, was to permanently leave, without what she gave me, and go no contact. And I have ignored every manipulation tactic since I left. It's been freeing but still sad, because I think about what he took away from my mother and I, all because he was selfish.
Thank you for sharing this, Mia. Your strength in honoring both your mother’s voice and your own truth is powerful. Grief has a way of clouding clarity, and yet you still found your way to freedom. That’s no small thing.
I’m deeply moved that the story resonated with you. And even more honored you trusted us with yours.
𝑶𝒉, "𝑩𝒐𝒃" 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏.