A Narcissistic Mother & Her Daughter Telling Lies Part 1

A Narcissistic Mother & Her Daughter Telling Lies:

I saw some very disturbing messages that the mother wrote for the daughter to post and I will be posting them here because for some reason they get me restricted on Facebook but have me blocked imagine that. Here she can’t do a thing about what I post or write about I pay for my site.

I want to start off by explaining why I’m making this post about my birth mother and her daughter. See this goes way back into my childhood and adulthood with my mother. My mother has been married 6 times she has 5 children I was the only child from her 1st marriage her 2nd marriage she had 2 sons her 3rd marriage was a quickie so it was that one didn’t have any children so you have the 4th marriage she had 2 daughters then her 5th marriage no children and the 6th marriage no children.  My point is she wasn’t setting any good examples for any of her children. 

During the second marriage, she gave her toddler and infant to their father and left the state of Nebraska with me because at that point she had ghosted my father and ran with me. My father had no idea where I was from the time I was a baby till the time I found him in my early 30s and went to Surrency, GA. to meet him. The stories he told me never added up to what she always told me as a child. See my mother told me my father walked out and left her for another woman and he didn’t want me but in reality, he wanted me to deal with her to see me was more than he was willing to deal with back then. He said she would stalk him and this wasn’t the only person that told me the exact same thing.

Now when she met my stepfather the 4th marriage, she met him in Colorado Springs and he was either fresh out of the military or still in I can’t remember.  He was in the process of divorcing his soon-to-be ex-wife and she was pregnant with his son at that time. My stepfather had an apartment and my mother and I moved in with him I was 4 years old at the time.  Now here is the thing about my stepfather he was one that would force you to eat something even if you had never eaten it before. I remember a time when he cooked rice and that was something that I had never eaten and he said well you will eat it or you won’t leave the table until it’s gone. Well, my mother went along with it and decided to add sugar and butter thinking I would eat it after a while my mother did away with it but my stepfather didn’t know that she trashed it but not after making me sit there for a while to eat it and me crying.  Now again my mother allowed things like this to happen to me this was the start of it. I remember her always saying I destroyed my bedroom and ripped the curtains off the wall and broke everything in the eye site but not once time did she take a look and realize the abuse she was putting on me as a small child.  Now she also claimed that I took off running away on a sidewalk typical small child but definitely got a spanking something I didn’t get much of until she met my stepfather then she learned to spank me.

As time went on my stepfather wanted to move back to South Carolina where he was from and that is how I ended up in South Carolina. I was between 5-6 years old when we moved to South Carolina. My stepfather’s family wasn’t as accepting of my mother and me we were totally out casters.  As time went on one of my stepfather’s sisters was my favorite she accepted me as well as my mother. In 1977 my sister Jaime was born and things would definitely change for me. My stepfather was all about my little sister don’t get me wrong I loved my sister but my stepfather was one that favored one child over the other one and the one could never do any wrong in his eyes. So for me being 7 yrs old, it was a tough time going from an only child to a little sister but I was always very passive with my sister as I loved her. We lived in a trailer park in a 2 bedroom trailer. It wasn’t long after my sister was born my mother and stepfather had the mobile home moved to Florence, South Carolina, and put in a better mobile home park. This is where things started to go a bit south for me I was between 8-9 years old my stepfather started molesting me. As a child, the abuser tells the victim if you tell no one will believe you and he would tell me that all the time. My mother was completely blind or chose not to see what was going on with me. I have some photos of me in that single wide when moved I wasn’t smiling but she took the photo and didn’t see the pain on my face? I hate that one photo because it is like a reminder of my pain when it started. 

So it wasn’t very long after we were living in that trailer for a few years my stepfather and mother decided to buy a double wide and move it across from our single wide and that is where things really got worse for me. I have really never talked about what happened to me until it is repeatedly thrown in my face that it never happened to me when in reality I lived it very much so.

We lived in one of the largest double wides made back in the early 1980s.  Come back every day different parts there will be more photos.

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