I used to bite people? My sisters are so lucky I just had my conniption on here? And all it was were words flying? I can break things? And slam things?
Victoria is so lucky I got a hold of my temper. Before I would have taken her out for what she said to me on my last visit? I have been kind folks? Compared?
I’ve come a long way baby.
Guess people just thought I’d be ok?
Lol. Not even. I can play a good game but at the end of the day? Mama. That’s all. Mama.
That is what adoption did to me? Relinquishment, abandonment? Whatever.
Just made me hurt, which turned to anger, which turned to well? Action. Words. And feelings. Or visa versa.
At least I did not slap the shit out of my eldest sister like the preachers daughter? I’d say I did good even listening to that fowl stench coming from my own sisters lips? Triggered?
Calling me crazy? Big trigger. A cunt? Bigger? And my son even was triggered by that one? Unwelcome? Oh my. I did handle that one well right in front of Mama. But there was a time? When I was an animal. I’ve come a long way.
To stand and face my own accusers? My own family? So messed up your own sister can’t even see you?
I think I kept it together well. It’s taken me awhile to get this far? Guess my family really couldn’t see?
What adoption did to me?