I hate. I hate my mother. I hate my ex husband, a narcissist like mother was. And I hate me.
Why didn't I fight these bast###s.

Mother is dead (at 92) I am divorced.

I do not forgive, however I do accept. Acceptance is the key to letting go.

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,The courage to change the things I can,And the wisdom to know the difference.