My mother hated me with a vengeance!

For sixty-two years I was forced to bear my mother's burden.  What was her burden? Severe , irrational hatred and jealousy.  My mother was an incestuous pervert that GOD blessed with six surviving children that she didn't want, demanded to ruin, eviscerate and laugh.

Martha did not,  just not want us, any of us.  She had some serious deep hatred for all of us that she flat refused to admit.  I can not say she hated us all equally.  We were all hated by her, all six  of us, just differently.    No, we didn't know that we knew and Martha never admitted it.  If anything all she ever did was lie , swearing she loved us while plotting on us in the worse way every damn single day!

My mother was a stalker.  She haunted graveyards seeking power.  How dumb is that?  That  is some left over "slave shit" .  Seriously !?  Woman!  A preacher! An ordained minister!  That means you knew better.  That means you had no excuse.

"We will all understand it better by and by."   A woman must hate her child beyond human understanding to violate that infant sexually.  That is torture, "man's inhumanity to man".

Martha poured that boiling pot of hot coffee on XXX just as sure.  She did it because she was a monster .  Martha Jane Walters,  the little "white" red headed evil demon child that smashed a puppy between two bricks would try to linger on this earth ruining, destroying, skinning, grinning and denying as long as she could.

No Martha, at fourteen I had no idea why you threw your brand new dishwasher out in the backyard after I expressed to you how much I appreciated it.  From age five to I finally fled your den of inequity, I was always elbow deep in dishwater.  Dishwater made with strong Tide because you refused to buy any dish detergent.

Not to be out done, I hid all the damn dishes, all but a few.  Yes, the blinders are finally coming off.  You claimed you hated your first son with a passion because he ruined your life!  We all ruined your life to let you tell it.

There are still too many people that want me to feel guilty about revealing you,  for trying to expose you.  My fellow victims hate me.  I don't care because anyone simple enough to still love you is not worthy of my time.

Now Martha,  I have to admit that I don't know if GOD sent you here wicked or you got wicked on your own.  I do know your deep delusions were the penalty you had to pay for witchcraft.  I also know that you know you could have repented.

Again, "Jesus is calling, tenderly calling."