Sometimes our most authentic choices are the ones that are the quietest. Just over a month ago I decided to go limited-contact with my mother. I don't need to justify my reasons, but I do need to share some of the story. More for myself than your understanding. I made the decision during an emotionally tense conversation. My mom had admitted that I scared her, that I was unpredictable. I sat with that for a moment and admitted to her that I regretted the conversation. Internally, I had made my choice to limit contact. For a long time, I had known that day would come. The day I would finally be in a place where choosing to limit contact was viable. Not because I had any more support, but because the truth of the situation and my inner assurance that I would be okay would align and this would be the natural outcome. I was in my late teens when the idea of separating myself from my mom came to be. I'm now in my mid 20s. So almost a decade of holding this once abstract understanding. I…
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