(A letter I will never send, to a mother who would never read it anyway)
Non-fiction / Memoir
Date Published: 06-01-2023
None of us were raised by perfect mothers, nor can we ourselves be perfect parents. But some mothers sure do know how to ruin a life, well, almost. I say almost because, although my mother's parenting left severe damage in its path and, regrettably, and inevitably, shaped some of the decisions I made, I am grateful to have realized the issues I was facing. So, I now have the opportunity to properly address those issues, to minimize their impact on my life.
This book holds the words I would express to my mother, if I thought she cared to acknowledge my feelings at all.
Many others have been “raised” by narcissistic mothers and have been deeply affected. But it is still possible to live happy lives, free of Mom’s burden. Writing has helped me immensely in this regard.
Read an Excerpt Below...
About the Author
Eva Tillman published her first work in 2023. However, she has enjoyed writing since she was a teenager.
She lived in several regions of the United States before she finally settled in the West with its palm trees and almost constant sunshine. She loves to read, eat, and help others feel good about themselves.
Many people, including Eva, have faced trauma of different types. Unfortunately, the hands of time cannot be turned back. But it is possible to live happy and successful lives, contentedly coping with the slowly dissipating effects of the trauma.
In her most personal work, "Dear Mom", Eva does her best to express herself as she would if she were writing to Mother herself. Perhaps one day Eva will deliver the book to its rightful recipient. For now, she enjoys the liberation of having poured out her true feelings.
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Read an excerpt from "Dear Mom"
Most times I just wanted you to sit and talk to me. And not just talk, I wanted you to listen to my expressions. But you didn’t seem to think that was your responsibility. I feel like I was such a burden on you. And for many years, I projected that feeling onto others. I began to feel like I was a burden on friends, coworkers, everyone, even random strangers, customer service agents, you name it! I didn’t feel like anyone would want to do anything for me.
Eventually I realized that your actions or lack of action planted those feelings in me. But it became my problem to figure out how to overcome them. I am grateful to have figured things out. But the reality still is still that you left me to fend for myself and that is completely unfair.