I wanted to put this somewhere before I went to bed.

Denial is remembering the gaslighting from my mom.

It was 2 Thanksgivings ago. It was unprovoked and there were no questions to her or any reason that she should have done what she did.

My family got to her home and walked inside and she met me at the door with an envelope with something inside that she wanted me to read. Right then.

It was written by someone that she knew that was a principal at a country school. The article spoke of children that came to school and talked of things that happened at home and children that were not properly cared for.

The article was making a point of children making more of a situation at home than was called for and the main gist of the article, and actually the title I think, was “It Wasn’t That Bad”.

As I sat at the table, reading it silently with my family wondering what was going on, I went numb. I couldn’t believe that she was standing there watching me read this and waiting for my response.

I read it and just laid the paper on the table, with my family watching, and my mom said, “See, it wasn’t that bad.”

“See, it wasn’t that bad.”

I just looked at her and didn’t know what to say.

I still don’t.

Denial has a question.