NOT MY MOTHER’S DAUGHTER: On mothering and changing my legacy

*The following essay was originally published on MUTHA Magazine*


I haven’t always had the best relationship with my mother. There were times when I felt like I hated her; despised her even. There were times when I needed her and she wasn’t there. Times when I wanted her to fight for my sister and me, but instead she chose herself. My father says that we should get over it. That she’s changed. That she’s made up for her mistakes. We should forgive her, he says. And my adult self has, for the most part. It’s the little girl in me that struggles with forgiveness.

I don’t often write about my tumultuous teenage years, or my mother. What my family will say? Because one should never air their dirty laundry.

Like the story of the time I was awakened from my sleep when I received a call from her telling me that she tried to kill herself. She was being held … read the rest here.

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