Dealing with the abuse is starting to take it’s toll… I mean really dealing. I feel entirely emotionally drained right now. Having to actually listen to me talking about it is pretty hard.

Of course, that’s not really what I did last night. Instead I got to listen to my talk about the fact that she decided to rekindle her friendship with the same friend that beat me.

Yeah…

Now, I know that I don’t have the right to say who my mom (or anyone) is friends with, nor would I. But there’s a certain amount of hurt and betrayal that comes with it. She knows that she beat me and duct taped my mouth shut.

And I get to listen to her talk about her…

I can’t do it. I just can’t do it. It doesn’t help me any and it upsets me.

Maybe it’s time I state the boundary that I don’t want to state. I’m going to have to say that I don’t ever want to hear her talk about this person when I’m around or I’m not going to visit. I can’t go back and listen how she’s friends with someone who she knows did serious physical and mental damage to me.

Bleh, this gets easier at some point, right?

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