My Mother Called Me “Damaged Goods” at My Sister’s Baby Shower—Then My Five Children Walked Through the Door

am your mother.”

“Yes.”

“This punishment is excessive.”

I almost smiled.

“Punishment would require me organizing my life around hurting you.”

She frowned.

“Then what is this?”

“Protection.”

The answer clearly surprised her.

“From what?”

She sounded genuinely confused.

“From a woman who called their mother damaged goods.”

For once, she had no response.

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