For those that have been abused, relief comes when your abuser dies

For those that have been abused, relief comes when your abuser dies.

I cannot not tell you the relief I feel just finding out on a search that finally after 50 years my mother has died.

I was abused physical, sexually, mentally and emotionally by my family through out my childhood and have a physical disability from neglect.

My mother tried to kill me twice; once with knives the other time strangling me. Needless to say, you sleep with one eye open and never trust again.

I have not seen my family, none of them in 30 years.
I spent that time, healing myself and imposing my own witness protection program to hide from them, which is very difficult when they hire private investigators to find you.

Its been a long tough and very lonely road. But I knew since I was a child that I was different than them, they cannot see how mean and evil they were/are.

My mother told me multiple times that when I got older that if I didn't let her see her grandchildren or take care of her she would haunt me.

"Well I AM WAITING BITCH! I am right here, come and get me!"

See she was darkness, I am light and the light shall remain righteous and true.

This is probably the best thing that has happened in years for me.


Just waiting for the other 2 to die, guess the pandemic does have a silver lining.

Today I am celebrating me, and I will thank my abusive family for this :

"Thank you for making me brave and face things that no one should, through this experience I am a survivor. I went that extra mile to help innocent men, women and children. Now I am a warrior and I will fight to protect them. Glad I am nothing like You."