Confronting a Narcissistic Apostolic Mother
Two days after that tense conversation with my father, my mother decided
to call. I remember it like it was yesterday. Everything I would say
she would have something to say against it. As a young girl, the
memories of my mother constantly telling me that I was fat played with
me mentally. My mother and I knew that I was never fat as a child. When I
asked her why did she say those things, the lies started. “You’re right
Samantha; you were never fat as a child. I’m sorry if I hurt you in the
past and even now and I promise you I will never mention your weight
again. It’s just that you are a reflection of me and I see myself in
you,” said my mother. That conversation didn’t do any good because my
“so-called saved” mother kept verbally abusing me...
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