Janette mccurdy pussy

Hi. I’m Amanda I’m autistic into psychology because I myself was emotionally abused and neglected growing up.
I first off want to start by saying I know people blame Eugenia,and call this enabling, but I believe she is a victim, still currently. I believe her sense of reality is warped due to years of emotionally abusive enmeshed relationship with her mother.
I want to explain that emotional abuse is so psychologically CONFUSING… I don’t think Eugenia knows she’s being abused, I don’t think Eugenia knows she has an eating disorder. She might have admitted to it once, but words hold no weight.
I’d like to refer to Janette mccurdys book “I’m glad my mom died.” She had an eating disorder for years before even realizing it, because her mom condoned the eating habits for the sake of living through her and the only reason she realized she had a problem was because she has outside support… and her mom didn’t have full control over her life, because couldn’t, and she didn’t need to.
Eugenia’s mom similar to an abusive S.O. has manipulated her into pushing away all outside support that truly has her best interest at heart. Why? Eugenia’s mothers best interest (living through her daughter and having complete control over her daughter.) doesn’t align with what’s really in her daughters best interest.
Enmeshed parents even refuse to let their kids grow up and leave the nest… they reject things that symbolize growing up, like buying larger clothes… that leads to body dysmorphia… Eugenia has always lived with her mother…never seemed to date anyone… it doesn’t seem like the way any woman would choose to live their life unless they’re being manipulated into believing the world is dangerous and scary.
I’m no contact with my mother for my healing…thanks to finding outside support… and I never would have know it was actually abusive and toxic until I left and got shown what it should be like. After blaming myself my entire life for my mom not loving me the way a mother should, I had an internal battle for the whole first year of going no contact STILL, wondering if I was being too harsh, and feeling guilty for hurting her, even though never once in my entire life did she put my best interest ahead of her own.
I think if I was never shown what normalcy is like, a healthy dynamic between someone who genuinely cares about you as your own person and not an extension of themselves, I would still be there trying to be perfect, while being picked apart passively day by day, just passively enough that you can’t call it out and you can’t even point it out in your head over time as wrong, you just start to believe you’re defective. I would still be being bent and warped to be her little side kick… even as an adult, because when you’re neglected and teased your whole life with conditional love, especially from a parent you become desperate for it, and you’ll do what they want you to do…and they’re passive and cool about it so you feel guilty when you “hurt them” because that’s your mom ya know?… idk I just wish someone could call an adult protective services.