Divi Maggo
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Wilted Flowers: Navigating Motherhood with Mother-wound
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“My mother’s love language is criticism. I tell her what I love, she tells me how much she hates. Never a positive thought, never appreciation, never words of love or kindness. All she sees in everything is negativity and lack. It is exhausting.”
― Wilted Flowers: Navigating Motherhood with Mother-wound
― Wilted Flowers: Navigating Motherhood with Mother-wound
“I know I will cry the hardest when my mom dies. But there will also be a sense of relief. Relief that things will not get worse from that day onwards. Relief that maybe she will get a better suited daughter in her next life. Relief that we will not break each other's hearts anymore. Relief that at least one of us is finally at peace.”
― Wilted Flowers: Navigating Motherhood with Mother-wound
― Wilted Flowers: Navigating Motherhood with Mother-wound
“The oldest daughter.
"We never had to worry about her" daughter.
The one that
took her father's anger,
The one who
wiped her mother's tears.
The therapist.
The caregiver.
The afterthought.
The one who lived for others,
But called selfish for doing one thing for herself.
The older daughter,
The tired one.
The broken one.
The misused one.”
― Wilted Flowers: Navigating Motherhood with Mother-wound
"We never had to worry about her" daughter.
The one that
took her father's anger,
The one who
wiped her mother's tears.
The therapist.
The caregiver.
The afterthought.
The one who lived for others,
But called selfish for doing one thing for herself.
The older daughter,
The tired one.
The broken one.
The misused one.”
― Wilted Flowers: Navigating Motherhood with Mother-wound
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