After the decades of abuse from my mother, whom I only learned to start breaking away from at 30, and still, just yesterday had a pacing conversation to myself! with her haunting voice, of what I might have to do if faced with ever speaking with her again...
This example is the only kind of response. Even if just to myself.
I didn't know I needed to see something so simple as a comic to help when she dominates my head, and I think I'm gonna cry a bit now. Fuck you, mom. I'm finally learning to enjoy being alive, without you in my life.