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Mother

I am so glad I healed my Mother wound ; after so much pain and I refuse to allow others to trigger me , as to our relationship.

The way you treat your mother is the way life will treat you. A mother is the source of love and life.

A mother is made of unconditional love, a love that no one else can give you. Don’t judge her. How many times have you sat down to listen to her? To have a conversation with her about her past? Perhaps she never told you about the miserable life she had to endure before you came along.

Maybe she never shared the wounds she carries, the scars that reopen every time she remembers them… the painful childhood and adolescence she lived through. The difficult moments she endured when no one listened to her, when she was mistreated, leaving traces of harsh words, poverty, fears, and abuse.

How many hidden sorrows does she carry in her heart, ones she never shared with you—so you wouldn’t have a distorted image of her life? Out of love, she chose not to tell you, or perhaps silence became her refuge to avoid suffering further.

Treat her well, like the unique treasure she is in your life. Doing so will bring you blessings, peace, joy, stability, and a long life.

And remember, the way you treat your mother is how others will treat you. People around you will learn from your actions and the love you show. There is only one mother—if you don’t value her now, you may regret it in the future when sleepless nights haunt you.

It won’t be your mother keeping you awake—it will be your own demons of disobedience and disrespect that refuse to let you rest. JOIN US👉👉 Ripple of Inspiration

Jealous Mothers

I would rather acknowledge this as fact , rather than, that she displayed narcissistic tendencies.

This makes sense , because as I became Mom , she and I synched more .

X shared many of Mom’s characteristics and I have come to accept how he intentionally abused and deeply traumatized me by this behavior.

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Scientific proof of survival of living death via Narcissist Abuse

All that and chemically straight jacketed

my hard headed focus on healing our

children , being there for my aging Dad

and embracing life , awakening after 13

medicated hell on earth years

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Complex Post Traumatic Stress

* Not a Disorder

Complex PTSD isn’t just the scars of what happened, it’s the weight of carrying those scars through decades of being told they weren’t there. The panic attacks you gaslit yourself into calling “overreacting.” The relationships you sabotaged because closeness felt like a trap. The exhaustion of performing “fine” while your nervous system screamed, “We’re not safe!” Living in survival mode isn’t resilience, it’s a second trauma.

They don’t tell you how the aftermath calcifies. How hypervigilance becomes a life sentence of scanning rooms for exits that aren’t needed. How shame clings like a shadow, whispering, “You should be over this by now,” as if healing erases the years spent dissociating through birthdays, self-destructing in silence, or flinching at triggers only your body remembers. The real injury isn’t the past, it’s the present you’ve had to navigate without a map, armed only with coping mechanisms that now feel like cages.

Surviving this long is proof of your fierceness. Every night you white-knuckled through flashbacks, every morning you chose therapy over denial, every boundary that says, “No more,” to the cycles that birthed you, that’s the work of rewriting destiny. It’s not “dwelling.” It’s dismantling.

Healing isn’t a return to who you were “before.” It’s building a life where your body finally believes the war is over. Where “safety” isn’t a theory, but a practice, one slow breath, one trusted hug, one unedited truth at a time. The daughter they left in the trenches? She’s still here. And she’s teaching you how to finally come home.

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