I Couldn’t Attend My Daughter’s Wedding In Paris – The Same Wedding I Helped Pay For. She Told Me By Email: “If You Want To Be A Part Of It, You Can Watch Online.” So I Just Said, “Sure. Enjoy Your Big Day.” The Next Morning, She Kept Calling Me.

I Wasn’t Invited To My Daughter’s Wedding In Paris – The Same Wedding I Helped Pay For. She Told Me By Email: “If You Wanna Be A Part Of It, You Can Watch Through The Google Earth Window, Lol.”So I Just Said, “Sure. Enjoy Your Big Day.” The Next Morning, She Wouldn’t Stop Calling Me.

But Me? I Was Way Too BUSY TO PICK UP…

MY DAUGHTER EMAILED ME: “DON’T COME TO MY WEDDING. WATCH THROUGH LIVESTREAM.” OK, I KNEW WHAT TO DO.

The deepest wounds are the ones inflicted by those we’ve sacrificed everything for. I should know. I’ve spent 58 years of my life giving pieces of myself away, only to watch them get trampled on like they were nothing.

Before I tell you how I finally took back what was mine, you should understand that I tried. God knows I tried to be the mother they needed. I opened my heart, my home, my wallet—everything.

And what did I get in return? An email. A god*amn email telling me I wasn’t welcome at my own daughter’s wedding.

The same wedding I had already put $30,000 toward. If you stay until the end, you’ll understand why sometimes the only way to heal is to make sure those who hurt you feel exactly what you felt. Don’t forget to subscribe to the channel and comment where you’re watching from.

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