My Mother Texted Me

My mother texted me.

I deleted it so fast that later that night I actually sat back and wondered if I had imagined the whole thing.

But I hadn't.

The screen shot is burned into my brain like artwork that you despise hanging above your bed.

I can't not look at it, and yet it bothers me every time I give it any attention.

"Eden, we would like to sit down with you and give you a chance to talk. We want to really listen and hear what you have to say. We care about you."

To really listen to me and hear what I have to say. We care about you.

It's what I've always wanted.

It's what I've always needed.

It's what I always should have had.

But it's too late now.

I have nothing left to say.

It's not that I don't care, it's that I can't afford to care anymore.

I'm out now.

I escaped.

I don't trust them.

If I give them a conversation, they will suck out my soul.

I don't trust myself.

It was hard enough to leave once, I don't want to have to leave twice.

The text went on to say that if I needed it, that they could help me financially.

I really need the help.

But my life is not for sale.

So mom, dad, I won't be texting you back.

I won't be calling.

We won't be having that conversation.

But if you happen to read this, please know that I am doing alright.

I'm doing much better now, because you're no longer here.

I forgive you, but I've moved on.

I'm not angry anymore, but I can't afford to forget.

So please, mom, dad, if you really want to hear what I'm saying, if you really want to give me what I need,

I just need you to let me go.

You pushed me out of the nest, and I learned to fly.

I'm doing much better now.

Without you.

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To Read More About Why I Left My Family, Read These!

"I Disowned My Abusive Family"

"My Aunt Wants My Mother To See My Children"

"I Saw My Mother"

"I'm Going To See My Mother"

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