Sonia the Scammer

Scamming friends, scamming Cereal Companies, Scamming me!

My mother owned 3 Volvo's had live in maid and nannie, a huge country house more pairs of shoes than I could count, she took regular overseas and tropical vacations, bought gourmet smoked cheeses and Pizza Rustica country pies at the italian deli (for entertaining clients) eat out at the midtown sushi restaurant daily and yet she would write to cereal companies and say she found a bug in her cereal so they would send a big prize box to win her back. 

When I started a Tshirt business she put in orders for custom designs for her friends and after I was done she said she would not pay me.

You get the picture.

I am fucked up about money, about trusting people, about life.

I took me 6 months to order a 20 dollar sweatshirt because I probably don't deserve it anyway. My mother would always take back the clothes she bought me because she was really buying them for herself in the first place. Same with books and more.

Ultimately it's a story of her damage and deprivation.

I escaped but she never did. I am very lucky!!

One time at an art opening of family friends I baked 6 loaves of bread. At the refreshment table she said to me I thought you were my daughter. I said I am. Nobody knew if she was faking again or what?

When my house burned down when I was 21 and lived in Carrborro NC my mother told me to tell her friend knowing her friend would give me clothes. I couldn't be that manipulative and I refused.

My mother would offer then she would not give me clothes. I had no coat and no boots or shoes. I finally found some things at the thrift store (a gigantic men's tweed overcoat that my husband still wears today) but the message sunk in and is still with me. I was not worth it. I was garbage. She hated herself and had no capacity to love anyone.

I am a rescuer of people pets pots and pans and stray cans of beans and olives I find on sidewalks. Practically a dumpster diver. It's my superpower.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I'm addicted to speed. Did you tell Dad? No.