Tes.'s Blog – August 2011 Archive (1)

This is a heartbreaking admission. One she would die-a-thousand-deaths to learn I have broadcast across the internet... But how to heal what is kept hidden?

My mother is beautiful. Fragile, elegant, fine. She is also delusional, paranoid and impossibly irrational.

I have tried, my entire life, to please and protect her. She has tormented me endlessly with her endless (yes, I know, twice in one sentence) grief, accusation, guilt and blame. I have…