I had a post in draft about the horrible things that happened here last week. The things that pushed me to my breaking point. The things that have left me (at the very least temporarily) estranged from my mother.
It's not worth it to put it here though. It doesn't need to be hashed and rehashed. I'm so thankful for the people who talked me through it last week and helped me to be strong, my husband, my brother and my godmother as well several of you who were pissed right along with me.
I was (am) disappointed and hurt by my mother's decisions, but I am grateful to be on the other side of it now, having said everything I've wanted to say for 20 years, and knowing that I am supported, cared for and loved by so many people.
I hate that it took what it did to get here, but for the first time in a long time, I feel ok. I feel at peace. The weight of everything that was unsaid for so long is gone.
And I think I am fine.