by Janice
(Springfield, IL)
The time I really never forgave someone happened when I was about 15 years old, and things were really bad with my mother. She was using my name and credit information to open cell phones and other accounts and then she didn't pay for them, which trashed my whole credit history. She was also being threatening, and saying she would send us to a home for delinquent girls where they would beat us up and she said "shove broomsticks up our" private places. We were terrified.
But that isn't what I couldn't forgive. At the time, I believed that when something was wrong, adults could take care of it. I believed that adults would always act against something if they really knew it was wrong.
So I told a stepfather of mine who was still very close to our family what was going on. I thought he would do something that would get us out of that situation even if it was just calling child protective services. He came to our house and told my mom I was telling him what was going on. She denied that it was true, but the thing is, he used to live with her. He knew that she did these kind of things. Anyway, she denied it, and he asked me, in front of her, if I was calling her a liar. I said that maybe she wasn't remembering correctly, but I wouldn't go back on what I said.