Ding dong, the witch is dead.
And I haven't missed her once. I knew I wouldn't. She saw to that when she shattered my heart countless times growing up. There just wasn't anything left to grieve her. The relief is palpable.
I've waited 30 years for this glorious moment, and now I'm free. I never have to be the parent again. Ever.
This woman was a demon who terrorized me and my siblings. No self awareness, massive hypocrite, and trafficked in emotional abuse. Huge pick me as well.
I'm so happy she's dead.
Her ashes are sitting in my den, and it was nice telling her exactly how I feel. I read her the riot act before bringing her in here. That felt nice, to finally have the power.
I'm just so relieved. My heart goes out to every FDS lady in the same position. You know exactly how I feel. I just read "Never Simple" by Liz Schier and couldn't recommend it more if your mom is mentally ill. My mom was a combo of Jenette McCurdy's emotionally abusive mom and Liz's mentally ill mom. I don't know how I made it out.
I know I've mentioned her shittiness a lot in my previous FDS posts, so felt it appropriate to share the finale with you all.
Congratulations on your freedom and I am so proud to be your FDS comrade. Thank you for celebrating with us.