My mother was a very bad person. She did very bad things to my brother and I. She's the reason we don't have a little sister anymore. She's the reason we're both as fucked up as we are.
She went to jail, and she died in jail. My brother and I went to foster homes, and then I went to college and he went to an asylum.
How long do I have to keep suffering because of what she did? Why can't life just let me move past her shadow? Why won't people leave me alone about what she did?
When do I get to leave her shadow and get on with my life?