These emails were sent to my mom before I knew, and as far as I know before she knew, she was dying of cancer, about a year before she was diagnosed and died. I’m attempting to reconcile and establish a mother-daughter loving relationship.

I am reading the letters to my dad, who is trying to help me heal and recover from not just my life growing up with two evil people: one who, just short of literally, was heartless (my mom, unfortunately) and my sister (who suffers from Narcissistic Personality Disorder DSM-V). Eventually, even more “close family” members (because if evil isn’t stopped, it just keeps gaining power) joined my NPD DSM-V’s sister’s cause. Why I don’t call my mother a narcissist is, well, because, I don’t think she was one. She was awful in many ways, but didn’t suffer from Narcissistic Personality Disorder DSM-V (as my sister most definitely does).

I was in tears, at best, or in the fetal position in tears, most days throughout 2021 and my dad was usually there to listen to me and to love me. It was my most painful and difficult year. This particular talk was likely the tail end of the Summer, 2021, shortly after my mom’s “Celebration of Life” and probably not long after I received this:

I was notified that my mom was very sick around April or May of 2021. She died on June 18th, 2021.