5 Ways My Mother Used Financial Abuse to Control and Ridicule Me
Growing up, people would’ve called me “spoiled” purely on the basis of how often my parents gifted me with new stuff. I didn’t act spoiled, though, at least to the best of my knowledge; in fact, I overly worry now that I don’t appear grateful for gifts (even small gifts, like a candy bar) and go overboard in showing my appreciation.
No, I believe I was always appreciative, even when the Christmas presents were large and extravagant. My dad worked hard for us, and my mother would often ask if I wanted a new video game or CD just because they were at the store.
You’re probably reading this thinking, “Wow, what a good mother,” right? On the surface, sure; my mother in particular couldn’t stop showering me with gifts, but hidden beneath that generosity there was darkness from which I’ve only recently broken way.
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