Emma Glidestone
| Location | United States |
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| Introduction | Once someone asked me, "What was your mother's overwhelming message to you growing up?" I didn't have to think long...the answer came almost automatically. For a moment I glanced my company and wondered if I could actually say it. The one asking the question was a pastor. His wife was there and 2 friends of mine that weren't necessarily bestie's. I wasn't sure I wanted the attention from what I was about to say, but I wanted to say it. I didn't have the time, energy or feeling to go into detail after detail, preface, prelude or any sort of explanation. My answer wan't one of, "Be kind, and always smile." Or, "If you can't say a nice word, don't say anything at all." My mother's overwhelming message to me, without a doubt in my mind was, "Don't fuck with me." And there. I said it. A polite nod from the pastor, and an uncomfortable chuckle from the friend on my right. I decided to write this blog because I lived in fear most of my life. I am no longer afraid. I will no longer enable bad behavior, nor will I reward it.I have laid down like a door mat and I have been backed in a corner over being loyal to my twisted and wonderful mother. |