A letter to my abuser’s mother

A letter to my abuser’s mother…….

Dear Ex-Mother-in-law,

     For so long I have wanted to spill my soul to you. Even though I never truly felt like there was affection from your end. So please just take a few moments and read this, for I deserve at least that for the years of abuse I suffered at the mouth and hands of your son. I ask only this of you. So first, there are these two little people whom you ignore as if they don’t exist, they are your blood, your grandchildren.

     My son, I say my son because their father doesn’t deserve included in his life, is this blue eyed beautiful little boy. He has an energy that fills the room that he walks into. He has the purest of hearts. My little miracle boy. So many things I need to know about his health that could easily be answered by you and you alone. But its fine the way it is. As a survivor, I can get through those issues on my own as well.

     Then, there’s this little hazel eyed princess that came as a surprise to all of us. You see if you cared even the slightest bit, you would’ve have known that I was told I couldn’t have any more children after my son. So she is my second little miracle. She has this sparkle in her eyes that people fall in love with instantly. She is always smiling and loves with everything inside of her. But you’d know that if you cared at all. The bond that my children have is something short of a miracle. Something I wish you of all people could see. Honestly, now that I think about it, as much as I want that, you don’t deserve that.

     I will tell you my feelings as of right now in a moment. But I want you to stop and imagine how much richer your life would be with these two amazing little people. Now take moment to realize the only thing stopping you from having that is, YOU. So now to explain to you why I have so much anger towards you. Do you really know? Well, I am going to tell you. There is the fact that the “man” you raised became abusive and denied his own daughter. He stalked me and made me so scared I didn’t want to leave my house. I remember the day I filed the protection order, I spoke to you numerous times, and you stated that you completely understood why I was reacting the way I was. I hadn’t even told you what he had done to me. Then you have the nerve to get angry with me.

     You send me a message stating that you want nothing from me and that you think I am happy about where he is. He sits in a prison cell, unable to harm another person, I am happy about that, yes. However, I would prefer him to man up and take care of all 4 of his children. These children didn’t ask to be brought into this world, yet here they are. I do my part taking care of these two. I work, go to school, and take care of them on my own. He was given the opportunity to have time with them, and chose not to. You raised a coward, simply put. How could you be ok with the fact that your son takes it upon himself to destroy everything he touches?

     He has 4 children with 3 different women and only took care of one because I was there to love that little boy and support him in taking custody. Yet you guys have taken it upon yourselves to tell that young man that I never cared about him. So be it. When he is old enough to see his brother and sister I will welcome him back into my life with open and loving arms as I always have. The reason I am the angriest is because you seem to forget those moments that you asked me point blank why I put up with his crap. This supposed bond you and he share only seems prevalent when he sits behind bars. Yet here I am, never having said angry words to you, never having actually kept my children from you, never having done anyone in your family any wrong. He chose to do things the way he did, he put himself behind bars, he is to blame……………