WW:
It's okay. I was feeling really down about it, really for letting her get to me. I have a great life now but its' hard to forget those things. I'm not even sure that I want to. Because, you see, I have 3 babies myself They are the bright spots in my life and even when I'm angry at them misbehaving, the memories of what she did to me make me want to be so much better. I try to give my children the unconditional love, nurturing and coddling I wish my mother had given me. I think it upset me even more for awhile after my first child was born. I was in complete awe of this little creature and knew in my heart that I would never leave her or hurt her or she would never wonder why her mother hated her so much. Because I don't think I could ever muster once ounce of hate toward my child. Well I know I couldn't and yeah you're right, it's weird how some mothers just aren't that way. As far as saying more, to me, it helps to know that someone else understands. I always feel like people in the real world are thinking I'm just dwelling or you know with depression the whole "get over it" attitude that people assume when they have NO idea what you're going through. It helps me to talk about it. I actually triggered myself, finally opening up to my husband about it. Now I'm slowly getting better and hopefully becoming a better person for it. Man, did I ever just ramble ! I'll blame it on the prozac

This was a great question and I think it was something that needed to be addressed because now we all know how much we have in common. I hate feeling alone.

Take Care all and I want to offer ALL of you the safest of ((((HUGS)))) You guys inspire me, we are all survivors.

Peace to you all as well!
Kimberly