“Oh, I physically assaulted you to the point where you feared for your life as a 5 year old? I, as a mother, physically attacked my own baby to the point where the child - who should have been coming to its mother for warmth and protection - instead feared that its own mother was going to murder it? Think about everything I did for you. Sure, I gave you an injury and didn’t take you to hospital, but at least I didn’t let you die, right? Maybe I did a few things that likely violated criminal law, but I never got caught right?

Also, I’m an immigrant. I’m jealous and resentful of the idea of you having a happy life. I wasn’t happy, so now I’m going to make sure that you aren’t either. Also, your dad treated me badly. Therefore, I shall treat you badly. I saw a model where a powerful person abuses a weaker person. I want to be the one with power. So since the husband dominated the wife, let’s have the wife dominate the child. Don’t think of yourself. Pity me instead. After all, all you did was get abused. I’m the one who did the abusing. You got upset over the way I treated you? Well, now I’m going to make you feel guilty about wanting to be treated better. You started worrying that you were upsetting me? Well, I never once cared if I was upsetting you. Now, come apologize to me for having feelings when I treated you as less than human.”

...Seriously, I’m an immigrant too, and none of that is okay.