The House of My Mother Quotes

“Sometimes, family isn’t just what you’re born into—it’s also what you build in the aftermath of loss.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“From the very start, it seemed, my childhood was destined to be a fight for survival.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“I would have to wait to be loved.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“Realizing your own mother was incapable of truly seeing you—of loving you for who you are rather than as an extension of herself—is a bitter pill to swallow. It’s the death of a fundamental childhood hope, the one where if you just try hard enough, Mommy will love you unconditionally. But in a strange way, this understanding has also been incredibly liberating. I now know that I could never have been “good” enough or “perfect” enough to make Ruby truly happy or proud. The insatiable void I was trying to fill wasn’t created by me, and it wasn’t mine to fix. That realization, as painful as it is, is the first step on the path to healing—for me, if not for her.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“Perhaps that’s why she wanted so many children. A set of Russian nesting dolls, each one a slightly smaller version of the last, to absorb the tsunami of her raging emotions.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“I wondered how the public's consumption of others' pain and suffering cross the line from empathy to voyeurism. How quickly have we, as a society, become numb to the struggles of others, our capacity for compassion eroded by the sheer volume of human drama we're exposed to daily? We were just characters in a soap opera now, except the drama was real, and the consequences permanent. Our grief had been reduced to a mere commodity, packaged and sold, consumed and discarded.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“In abusive situations, fawning can manifest as smiling and nodding while you’re screaming inside. It’s doing whatever it takes to keep an abuser happy, because you’ve learned that’s the safest way to survive.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“there was something oddly calming about escaping into a world where even the smallest, most unassuming creatures could change the course of history.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“What if Ruby hadn’t felt like motherhood wasn’t the only path to fulfillment? What if she’d been encouraged to explore all facets of herself beyond what her family told her was right for someone born a woman? Maybe if she’d had the chance to pour herself into a high powered career like banking or physics, fields where empathy isn’t exactly a priority she wouldn’t have seen her kids as employees and extensions of herself or maybe she wouldn’t have had kids at all.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“I knew I had to make a stand, somehow. Part of that would be saying no to the world’s desire for me to talk about my siblings, anywhere. Even in the pages of my own book. It is up to my brothers and sisters if they wish to share their story one day. But I’d be no better than Ruby if I detailed their experiences without their consent. They deserve to be given back the choice that had been stolen from them for so long. I don’t want to be anything like her, I thought. I won’t exploit them the way she did.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“Cults are thought to prey on the vulnerable, the lost, the broken—but here’s the thing, they also can ensnare anyone who is simply a human searching for meaning.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“Or was I always destined to retreat inward, becoming emotionally distant at a moment’s notice, my feelings trapped behind a fortress that I still struggle to breach?”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“ConneXions wasn't introducing Ruby to a new way of thinking; it was giving her the vocabulary and pseudo-scientific backing to justify what she'd been doing all along.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“You are a part of this family now, whether you like it or not. You’re stuck with us, you hear me? And we wouldn’t have it any other way.” I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, the lump rising in my throat. Is this what it feels like? I thought, my heart swelling with a fierce, aching love.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“But as I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized that the life I’ve created for myself and the person I’ve blossomed into are not because of Ruby but in spite of her.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“I eared for my mother's guidance, her support, her friendship during this insecure time of puberty. But Ruby maintained a strict emotional distance, as if affection might somehow compromise her authority. "Remember: I'm not your friend; I'm your mother,"...."When you're an adult, we can be friends.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“We arranged ourselves for the camera as we always had. Dwight nestled in the center of our strained, uncomfortable poses. As the camera clicked and whirred, I felt detached, like I was watching the scene unfold from outside my own body. Ruby’s smile was fixed and brittle, her eyes hard. Kevin’s expression was distant and closed off. And the rest of us wore expressions painted on like masks. The smiles were too wide, the eyes too bright. When the photographer tried to coax Kevin and Ruby into a kiss, Ruby flat-out refused and turned away from him as though he were a stranger. The result was the most awkward family photos in the history of family photos. No amount of photoshop could ever fix that. Even Dwight looked a little off, like he could sense the tension radiating from us in waves. He knew a sinking ship when he saw one.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“As I delved into stories of courage and resilience during humanity’s darkest hours—like Anne Frank’s diary—my own struggles began to shift into perspective. The hardships faced by those who lived through the war—the fear, the loss, the unimaginable choices—made my own challenges seem more manageable, if not insignificant. And that was comforting, in a way.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“I jolt awake, heart pounding, and for a moment the terror lingers—even in the afterlife, will I never be free from her?”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“I understand the fickle nature of memory—how our minds can sometimes erase the most painful experiences, leaving behind a sanitized version of the past.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“I’m not sucking up, I’m surviving, I thought. There’s a difference.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“Those deemed “distorted”—usually husbands—were told to abandon their families to work on themselves. Alone. Jodi seemed to specialize in guiding wives to distance themselves from their husbands. Or kicking them out entirely. ConneXions language framed it as “inviting him to leave,” code for “I’m going to make you isolate yourself from everyone you know, except Jodi.” Shockingly, the husbands often went along with it, fully convinced that it was in the best interest of their families. It was like watching lemmings jump off a cliff.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“The accusations took an even darker turn when Jodi twisted the happiness he felt in hugging his daughters into something sinister and perverse. She filled his mind with doubts and self-loathing, making him second-guess every interaction, every display of affection.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“I wanted to support my mother, despite the complex emotions I harbored toward her. Perhaps it was because I could empathize with the experience of holding resentment against one’s parents and grappling with unresolved childhood trauma. I instinctively understood that unaddressed pain often perpetuates cycles of hurt, passing from one generation to the next. I’d never thought about it before, that even those who present a flawless facade to the world, like my mother, might be struggling with deep-seated issues that remain hidden from view. How their polished exterior can serve as a mask, concealing the inner turmoil and unhealed wounds that continue to fester beneath the surface.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“One night at dinner, Mom casually mentioned that a woman in her support group, had been “cheating.” The offense? Noticing the mailman was attractive. In ConneXions’ warped reality, this constituted infidelity. Jodi’s teachings were extreme: a married man talking to a female coworker could be unfaithful, and glimpsing attractive people online might be classified as porn addiction. Only absolute purity of thought was acceptable. In Jodi’s rigid world, innocence was rare. Those deemed “distorted”—usually husbands—were told to abandon their families to work on themselves. Alone. Jodi seemed to specialize in guiding wives to distance themselves from their husbands. Or kicking them out entirely. ConneXions language framed it as “inviting him to leave,” code for “I’m going to make you isolate yourself from everyone you know, except Jodi.” Shockingly, the husbands often went along with it, fully convinced that it was in the best interest of their families. It was like watching lemmings jump off a cliff.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“Without any proof, Jodi accused her client of being an abuser, and violated patient confidentiality by reporting him to BYU’s Honor Code office as a sexual predator. She also reported him to the church. The fallout was brutal. The man was kicked out of BYU and the church. His marriage fell apart—the very thing he’d gone to Jodi for help with. Jodi’s therapist license was suspended in 2012 as a result. But for her client, the damage was already done. And here she was, still practicing, still wielding influence. It was as if she’d viewed her suspension as a sabbatical, used it to double down on her questionable methods.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“There, I recognized myself. Hopelessness. Self-loathing. And sometimes, a desire to just… end it all. I’d never told anyone about those feelings before. But now that I knew they had a name, I felt compelled to say it out loud.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“Absolutely!” Ruby said, her voice light. “When you have a baby, that’s when we can be friends.” In that instant, everything clicked into place. The distance I’d always felt, the longing for a closer relationship with my mother—it all made sense. Ruby and I couldn’t be real friends until I was a woman with a husband and a family of my own. Until I was her equal.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“Today, the mere thought of sitting at a piano triggers some of my earliest and deepest anxieties, all tied to my mother. It's a shame how the most beautiful things, even music, can be ruined by the shadows of our past.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom

“Fawning can look like always agreeing with others, even when you disagree inside. It’s constantly trying to keep the peace, putting others’ needs before your own, even when it hurts you. People who fawn often become hyperattuned to others’ moods, trying to anticipate and meet their needs before they’re even expressed.”
― Shari Franke, The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom