Hate is a strong word. But no other to describe my feeling toward her, the only thing I thank her for is giving me life. She left when I was 16, she left me with my 5 other siblings with my then abusive father. She left when we had no one else to go to for anything, we had no choice but to raise ourselves. When I turned 18. I filed for custody of my 5 other siblings, because at this rate they were going into foster care. I was the mother that she couldn’t be even when I wasn’t their real mother. Recently she re surfaced, and she messaged me, somehow she had found my online accounts, and asked me for a visit. I declined, because I know if I see this woman I will commit a felony, and probably shoot her. And I’m not trying to go to jail. I was the person that she couldn’t be, I didn’t have a mother, and I refuse to have her back in my life.