My mom was a two pack a day smoker and the more she smoked the harder it was to breathe. We spend a many a nights in my childhood at the ER for uncontrolled asthma attacks.
Before I was five she would snot other stuff around me.
My mother was a chain-smoker. Also, I grew up smelling Marijuana without knowing what it was. When I went to the Netherlands with my arts class for a few days at age 17, I found out. For me, it had been just like those incense sticks; it had kept me wondering all those years though why I would get all dizzy and sort-of sick in my brain from "them". Asthma sucks.
I do know before she died she confused to all sorts of crazy stuff. If its true or not I don't know.
Same here. Although my mother confused everything at all times. It was not really confusion, but never seeing reality but making her own perceptions reality at any given time. So, I was born at three completely different times, luckily all on the same day. One time in the evening, one time in the middle of the night and one time in the morning hours. When I got married I got a birth certificate and hey, none of the three were actually correct! (Grim sense of humor; it really makes me sick.)
As for my back I don't blame anyone but myself. I've had a desk job for 15 years but I do think the the repetitive beatings as a child didn't help.
Certainly not. Be kind to yourself and your back.
I remember once cowering up against a wall while she screamed and kicked me. I just protected my head.
Ditto. This is the loneliest place there is. I have never been at a lonelier one not even with my abusive husband. He did send me back various times to that place though. I am very sorry you were made to go there, too.
I have surgery coming up next year to get rid one of my two main physical damages my mother left me with. Until I read your post, girlshawn, I never even fully saw the abuse in the chain-smoking causing me asthma. I have tons of allergies, too, and neurodermatitis (got that as an adult, which acc. to doctors, is extremely rare). By then I had lived with now ex-husband. I knew already then it was the stress.
I wish we all did not have to have what the abuse left us with in addition to the trauma. Wishing for some peace for all.