Melomiri

I Am My Mothers Mother

Language: en

My mother is a textbook misogynist. Even though I’m her daughter—her only child—she’s hated me from the moment I took my first breath. To her, my existence wasn't a miracle; it was an intrusion. I was beaten for wearing lip gloss, beaten for putting on a sundress, and beaten most severely if I ever dared to show affection toward my father. On the eve of my high school graduation, she did the unthinkable. She went to my school and spread a sickening lie: she told everyone I was a "homewrecker" who was seducing my own father. She pushed me until I had nowhere left to go but over the edge of…

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