As a young girl I was convinced my mother was a prostitute. I used to eat dog food because she would remember to feed the family pet but not her own daughter, this fact was even documented by the police when they did a raid on the house and found me eating from the dog's bowl like an animal.
I used to call her Mrs. Hanigan after the character in my favorite movie ANNIE, and my Pop was Daddy Worbucks. The only difference was in the film Mrs. Hanigan became a nice person and wanted to save Annie. Still to this day my mother fells no remorse for what she had done to me, just blames other things like drugs or mental illness.
Not once has she said sorry. Which is all I ever want...
How can you forgive someone and let things go if they can't even apologize?
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