A review by amydkreads
Drunk Mom by Jowita Bydlowska

2.0

Because I got pregnant.
Because my mother couldn't handle it when I did...
Sometimes, I would pick up the phone wanting to ask my mother: As it like this for you when you were pregnant? Did you feel like this? What did you do when? What happens after?
Then I would put the phone done. I couldn't call. I remembered. I was told not to call. It was because of that.
Because my mother didn't quite succeed in poisoning me with her own guilt. But I felt poisoned regardless. I felt toxic with rage.
Because I held it together and told myself I will hold it together until I give birth to this child and then I will murder every single perpetrator, starting with myself.
Because of Frankie. Because I couldn't handle all the love.
pg 282