Life moves on, and we all have to move on, too, and through the setbacks, I understood God's love for me.
The account that follows is one of them.
Little by little I discovered the human evil in my life and where it can go when our mother has a narcissistic disorder and is fixated on destroying us.
I fell and got up many times, got jobs and got fired, just as easily, my mother just knowing where I was working.
I didn't give in to their intentions so I had many obstacles to overcome.
One day I was walking on the road and a man comes from behind, puts a knife to my neck and with the other hand, a gun in my mouth and says:
Now you will do whatever I say, I tried to escape and I couldn't, the guy raped me and informed me that I would continue to go through similar situations if I didn't agree to go back to my mother's house.
He also informed me that he was hired by an uncle of mine, at my mother's request, and that her brother sent word to me that I would either willingly prostitute myself or be killed.
When I managed to escape from the rapist, with the help of a resident of a nearby farm who heard my cries for help, I cried like a child, because I realized the evil that my mother out of greed was able to do to me, and when, I start to question myself because of so much malice, I realize that if it had been easy to live near her I would not have left, with only the clothes on my back, never to return.
A few weeks later two men approach and inform me that they are going to kill me.
They beat me until they thought I was dead.
I was brave to the point of living on the streets, I was persecuted, humiliated by the woman who put me in the world, I was subjected to all kinds of demeaning and humiliating situations, but I never thought about going back, or getting revenge, I just thought about moving on and not go back to her and anyone who loved her, ever.
I never stopped believing in love.
For me God of heaven is love in essence, and if I am alive, and overcoming all obstacles, I only owe my faith in him.
Every day of my life I pray and ask God to protect my family, but I never saw my mother alive again and I don't even go near them anymore.
I didn't go to my mother's funeral, which was after she left the streets, because if I did, it would be a hypocritical attitude, after all the harm she's done to me.
My brothers and sisters, I make contact through social networks, but I don't seek personal contact with them.
What I left behind were many unfounded demands, many humiliations and many situations that for those who have a modicum of self-respect, they don't want to pass by again.
.I survived my mother, full of scars in body and soul, but I came out stronger and with a capacity to absorb the fall, which nothing in life scares me after her.
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