I know you don’t want to be like this. It wasn’t your fault. It’s hers, I know. But please, don’t take it out on me and him. Sometimes I’m afraid of you and i I just want to run away. Far away and never look back. But I know that’s not really you. On your good days, I can see what a great mom you are. When your bad days come, I try to understand that she did this to you. That it’s all you know. But that’s no excuse to treat your own kids like she treated you. I tell myself everyday I won’t be like Grandma, or you. I know you really try though. To be the best mom you can be. But sometimes you just forget who we are, and you show a side of yourself that hurts us so much more than you know.
I know you try, I really do.
Just remember we’re all suffering when you’re just like her.