I’ve felt like an exploited commercial. Talking over and over about wanting my mother. And no one giving a shit what I want. I’ve been coerced into staying with someone who’s used me clearly. Felt a victim most my life in a world that could not see me. Bound to a life I did not want. I wanted my Mama and sisters and family.
And why should I be ashamed for speaking my truth? Put down for feeling this way it’s cruelty and evil. Trafficked at my Mamas expense. Oh she paid dearly for sending me away to be with another who could never be my Mother.
Rights? What are those? I’ve never felt I had any. Because if I had my druthers I’d have been back with my Mother.