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Be Careful What You Say to a Mother
"Unfit mother." "You have too many kids." "Just grow up and be a mum." "I wouldn't want you to be my mum." "How can I expect you to love me? You can't even love your own daughter." Identity. Identity. Identity. "So you're the one being irresponsible— not using contraception." "You don't deserve to be a mother." "Mum, Dad— I'm pregnant." "You're joking." "Mum— I'm so happy." "I've always wanted seven children." "Well, now you have to raise them." You tried to break me down with your words— dismantle me, fit me into a neat little package so I would be easier to understand. So I would be more like you. More quiet. More sensible. More acceptable. More… But you never stopped to ask me why. Why did I want to be a mother so badly? Why was it my dream? Why did having seven make me so happy? You never took the time to sit with me and ask why. Instead you looked and criticised. And my identity fell to pieces. From Mother: Kind. Sweet. Gentle. Patient. To Overwhelmed. Hurt. Frustrated. Angry. Broken. Identity shattered. So… You win. I have no strength left. No confidence left. I'm no good at this. I failed. You were right. I should never have been a mum. Identity. Identity. Identity. I'll go away now like you asked. But please be careful what you say to the next mum. She just wants one thing: to raise her children in love and peace.
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