I AM DONE

The thing that bothers me most is that I've been working on healing myself for about 2 years now. I thought that my relationship with my family was getting better but I think that was just my hope for when I initially spoke to my mom about what she did to me. I thought that maybe I'd be shown any ounce of respect but no. There was only "you also need to respect my boundaries" when it came to MY PRONOUNS WHICH HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH HER. I went with it because I always have and it became another habit, it was another blind hope that she and my family would respect me. But they will never respect something that they've always treated to be a slave to their excuses and misguided actions. I am only an accessory to my family, once a devoted Christian but now a witch. I have tried to keep my family in a safe light of some kind. Now I know that they are not safe to me. They have decided I mean nothing to them. That has broken my heart so many times but now something must be done about it. If my family wants to reach out. They'd rather be around my toxic grandma who refuses to even try to change but she says she's a Christian though she has never lived as one from what I was told a Christian was. I lived as the Christian I was told to be though there were some setbacks because I asked questions instead of believing what I was told. I'm not sorry about it anymore. Asking questions and learning is a good way to solidify belief. I'm a witch because I feel I can freely learn and believe as well as be healed through a lot of work instead of continuing to push things down. I am me. I'm good. I am doing it. I deserve the right love.