I was alienated from my mother in one single moment, in one single minute, in one single hour, of one single day. I recall it, relive it, remember it now. For thirty years I had no way of knowing what had done to me or why. All I knew was that anger and blame and something not right, severed my love for my mother and trust and belief. Looking back I see how the trigger was pulled and advantage was taken and I, as a trophy, was won. ‘One of us’ I heard them all say, and in from the cold and surrounded by safety and warmth, that’s how I felt, (for most of the time).
Source: I am a reunited adult child.