Growing up, I had not the best circumstances and would dream about being able to move out and be whatever I wanted to be. My grandma was constantly telling me that the rapture would be here any day and the world was ending. My sister and I would laugh whenever she did because she is just a narcissist who can’t image the world going on without her. Once I was finally able to move out and be an adult, I remember thinking “Now what? I didn’t think I’d make it this far?” And I always thought it was because my dad used to tell me he never thought he would live past 18, but now I’m realizing we all probably have some religious trauma and rapture anxiety and that’s why no one in my family thinks in the long term or thought they would live to an adult age.

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I will break the cycle of abuse.

Generations of trauma.

It ends with me.

My children will feel safe in my arms.

I told my husband something I don’t even think I realized until I said it out loud. I hate that my mother and father let my grandmother raise us despite the fact that she abused my father. He knew what I would go through and still had the audacity to say “but you seemed happy”. I wasn’t happy, dad, you just ignored the problem until it involved the family you chose to raise. He let my mother endure the most abuse from her and still never said a word.