{crawling in my skin, these wounds they will not heal}
I've thought alot of about mother lately.
I've been trying to cut ties with her since I was 5.
everytime,
every single time she finds a way to tie my hands.
I've given up so much already to get away from her.
I've lost her side of the family,
my little brother and the cousin I thought of as a little sister.
and now she keeps finding ways.
sending me letters, pictures
and calling my grandmother to give me more messages.
I broke down.
I feel like I'm never going to free of her.
shes tried to kidnap/force me to see her several times.
my family thinks I'm going over the top
(they've never believed what shes done.)
now I'm just terribly depressed about it.
I just want this to be over but I don't think it ever will be.
I don't think a time will ever come where I can feel safe.
its like shes always lurking around the corner and
any control I have is just an illusion.