my mother spent her time abusing me.


now she is emigrated, and she is with a boyfriend in africa who abuses her constantly.


and the sad thing is?


she thinks it's okay, and lets him do it.


it's sad because part of me thinks well.. you know, it's her life, she's cut out her children, so we can't help her- she's chosen it for herself, but part of me wishes that she would see that what is happening is wrong. just because she abused her children, she doesn't need to live in an abusive situation, she could live somewhere people take care of her


and then I think well.... she's indipendent enough to take care of herself


I don't know really. she's going to come to a nasty end if she won't accept that the abuse is wrong