Toxic Ties

How dare you imply that I tried to take financial advantage of my mother’s home in her last years!

How dare you accuse me of more-or-less stealing from her!

Why was it so damned important that I not be told how much money was in Mom’s money market account? I told you that you could have it, regardless of the will. Did you think I would “demand a share”?

Unlike, you – my sociopathic siblings – I TRULY LOVED MOM. I actually wailed and sobbed when one of you “texted” me about her passing. As with the death of Dad, I never saw a tear drop from the other of you. My heart is broken. I don’t give a shit about money.

Now, Mom can’t be hurt by the actions I must take to protect myself from your lack of empathy, scapegoating and cruel judgement of me. I am cutting the toxic ties – don’t ever darken my life, again.

It is time for me to grieve, heal, and take another path . . .