My Parents Threw Me Out 1 Day After My C-Section. ‘Your Sister’s Coming With Her Newborn Baby And She Needs The Room More Than You,’ They Said. When I Confronted Them: ‘I Can Barely Move Mom, Let Me At Least Rest So I Can Move,’ My Mother Shouted While Grabbing Me By The Hair: ‘You’re Moving Fine, Now Pack Your Bag And Stop Your Pathetic Whining And Get Out.’ My Dad Snorted: ‘Please Get Her Out Of Here, It’s Making Me Uncomfortable.’ While …
I was exactly twenty-four hours postpartum when the illusion of safety dissolved into ash. My body was a map of fresh trauma. The C-section incision, a jagged, angry red line …
My Parents Threw Me Out 1 Day After My C-Section. ‘Your Sister’s Coming With Her Newborn Baby And She Needs The Room More Than You,’ They Said. When I Confronted Them: ‘I Can Barely Move Mom, Let Me At Least Rest So I Can Move,’ My Mother Shouted While Grabbing Me By The Hair: ‘You’re Moving Fine, Now Pack Your Bag And Stop Your Pathetic Whining And Get Out.’ My Dad Snorted: ‘Please Get Her Out Of Here, It’s Making Me Uncomfortable.’ While … Read More