No, my mother never changed, waxed worse and worse with each passing year of her life. Her m.o. , modus operandi never changed. First instant love, admiration, praising and lauding, soon followed by devaluing and low rating you with vicious name calling, followed by robbing, scandalizing your name, triangulating, making every one hate you. Cleverly planting her sick deeds on you. An imp, a viper, a pestilence, a true menace to society.
My mother was a hater. She hated every one. Why don't her victims know? They don't want to know. She always terrorized us , made us too afraid to know our truth. Now that is some evil. satan you out did yourself when you created my mother. No lower, more despicable woman has ever walked this earth. When a demon has to die, has to be dead for years before her victims will come out of hiding to admit one thing , one moment of torture suffered at her hands, you have my mother, Mathy Jane.
Jesus told us to know our truth and be set free. The more I know about my mother, the more I finally face and admit, the better I feel. I'm free falling, thank you Jesus.
Reverse the curse family! "Come ye out from among them" She is dead! Finally safely dead! You can live now, you can be you now. You can grow and excel now!
Praise the LORD!
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