Dear Mom Nina Mom,
I feel that my very existence is based upon polarities and contradictions. For one, I love you, but I fear you. The woman who was my hero, my home, and my idol is also the same woman who abused me, beat me, and tortured me. The woman who brought me into this world, giving me the gift of life is the same one who made me want to throw it all away. I want to blame you, hate you, and resent you, but at the same time it is impossible since I know what you were battling. What Dad did unto you, you have done unto me, and thus I feel an inextricable empathy for your situation. While I will never be able to forget the many years of pain you have inflicted on me, I am willing to try and understand you. Only through that, I feel, may I begin to understand myself.
Sincerely,
Your Daughter Lisa
I feel that my very existence is based upon polarities and contradictions. For one, I love you, but I fear you. The woman who was my hero, my home, and my idol is also the same woman who abused me, beat me, and tortured me. The woman who brought me into this world, giving me the gift of life is the same one who made me want to throw it all away. I want to blame you, hate you, and resent you, but at the same time it is impossible since I know what you were battling. What Dad did unto you, you have done unto me, and thus I feel an inextricable empathy for your situation. While I will never be able to forget the many years of pain you have inflicted on me, I am willing to try and understand you. Only through that, I feel, may I begin to understand myself.
Sincerely,