Tuesday, April 20, 2021

Is there ever a good reason to disown one's own child? If so, what is it?


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In my case, I’d have to say yes. My daughter was taken from me when she was four years old, under false pretenses, by my narcissist mother. Her life has been one big mind game to make her think her grandmother saved her from the big bad monster. Over the course of her life she has assaulted me twice and disowned me so many times I’ve lost count. We tried to mend fences one last time back in 2014. I knew she was only reaching out to me because she heard I was coming into some money and she wanted it. It’s the same reason my narc mother decided to start talking to me after 12 years of no contact. I let it play out for the entire four years hoping my daughter would finally see me for who I really am and stop hating me for the lies she was brainwashed to believe. We finally came to a head the day my narc mother put a bug in my daughter’s ear to scare her into doing her grandmother’s dirty work again. They turned my daughter into a drama queen so it was easy to manipulate her into going after me when ever her grandmother required the service. I tried to calm her down and make her see that there was no real threat to her and her family, like her grandmother said there would be, I knew my mother was only using my daughter to convince me to stop my attempted murder investigation because she didn’t want her dirty little secrets coming out. I tried to tell my daughter that what her grandmother told her about the people I was having investigated was ludacris and not to worry. There was never any threat. My daughter went psycho-spaz on me and decided to weaponize her children as a last ditch attempt to convince me to stop the investigation. It's disgusting that Dianne would teach her own grandchild to be just like her. I refused because this was for my benefit, no one else's. They were both told this to. I had no idea what secrets would be revealed, and I didn't care. The investigation had nothing to do with my self-absorbed mother and her secrets. It was never about any of them. I was trying to heal and she couldn't even let me have that. 

As it turned out, I made the right decision to push through their drama, and let the detectives finish their investigation. I got what I needed to heal from past trauma that left me with a lifetime of suffering from PTSD. Dianne and Jennifer were not going to rob me of that. 

Anyway, my daughter disowned me again and this time it was for the final time. I warned all of my abusers what would happen if they went back to old habits and I meant what I said. My daughter finally got tired of playing nice when the gravy train dried up. She created a fraudulent restraining order and sent it to me over Facebook messenger. Her late aunt obviously taught her that stunt. Sherri used to do that to me all the time. This time it didn't scare me into compliance. 

I informed Jennifer that she is guilty of two federal felonies by sending that fake document to me. I was surprised that she would risk losing her own kids to prison time after what happened to us. 

 She sent a State Trooper to my door and that was it for me. I told the State Trooper that the real reason she was at my door is because mom got fed up with being used for money for four years and my daughter is throwing a fit. The restraining order is nothing but a scare tactic and a ploy by a vicious control freak designed to make me submit and continue sending money. I refused and here she is. The Trooper agreed that my version made a lot more sense than what she was told at the station. I decided that if my daughter is that determined to end our relationship then it will be for good and she will never hear from me ever again. They all found out the hard way that I issue one warning before I follow through and broken trust is one and done. We are done. 

That family, I call a cult, has done a fantastic job brainwashing Jennifer to be the next generation of her grandmother’s abusive legacy. The little girl I gave life too is dead as far as I'm concerned. She died a long time ago. The monster that remains is my narc mother’s creation. I rose above all of that so it couldn’t follow me into the future without them. There is no way I will ever allow anyone from that cult back into my life. She made her decision and made mine.