She's hurting and broken because her real mother sold her to a complete stranger. A complete stranger who took her in and loved her like her own. She continues to indulge in the pain while her children watch. For years I watched her cry over her biological mother leaving her and how that pain caused her to make some bad decisions, but there I stood willing to love and forgive her. I wanted to show her she was worthy. She didn't seem to be interested in my love. She let me watch while her boyfriend'***** her, she watched me fight them for her. Me a child. I was six when it last happened. She let me watch her as she passed out drunk on the floor and cried. She cried because her mother left her and I cry because my mother won't let me go. I am twenty-two now, I had faith it'd get better. After all these years I am still willing to love her. My mother loves me, I think, but she won't let me go. She won't let me escape the trauma. It seems like she enjoys triggering me at this point.  I've told her how she's caused me pain and trauma but I've never told her how when I become a mother, she will be my example of what not to be. Life took my father, but the alcohol took my mother and I won't be getting either back.