She did what!?

I'm sixty-five years old still experiencing "night terrors".  No child with a living mother should fear sexual molestation, rape, assault, enslavement, savage treatment, starvation. No one should fear being "rooted", controlled. manipulated by anyone on this earth.

LORD help you if you ever find yourself in my situation.  My mother was not just an evil deeply disturbed succubus,  she was manipulative enough to go unpunished for eighty-seven years.  Notice, I said unpunished because she was certainly recognized.  Yes, my mother was that woman GOD told us to endure to the end.

When I reflect on the many demonic acts that woman committed deliberated, totally unchecked, I crawl up in a ball, a fetal position and cry.  I just cry.  I do not want another human being to ever feel as helpless, as hopeless,  as this albatross deliberately made us feel.

She is gone now.  Praise the LORD! There is no excuse for any one to continue lying and denying for her.  She was what she was.  By no stretch of the imagination can Martha Jane Walters be called anything but what she was, a hideous whore.  A "no mannered" selfish ignorant thing.

This morning I was deeply ashamed remembering how she humiliated me taking my fourteen year old boyfriend from me.  Yes, I was lame, very inexperienced as she pointed out.  She saw me with a crumpled piece of paper.  I had joted down topics to discuss with ****** when he called.  He was the most popular boy in our junior high school.  He walked up to me in front of the whole ninth grade class, asked me for my phone number.

I was instantly popular, considered lucky.  The phone finally rang, my mother snatched it out of my hand as she asked; "Is this MY handsome grey eyed, pink lipped Boyfriend!?"  Not only did Martha keep the phone for what seemed like hours, she talked about me like a dog.  About how dark my skin was, how I did not have good sense.  Unable and unwilling to defend myself I retreated to my grandfather's room.  The room we shared.  The only place I could go to ever get away from her. The only person that reassured me evil could not last always.  Told me repeatedly; "Time changes all things, dawthur."

That's low.  A forty year old woman deliberately humiliating her only daughter, taking her boyfriend. Something is wrong.  Evil can not last forever.