I cut it up

Daphne is my half brother's mom, she took his side when he sexually harassed me. She used to live with us a long time ago and she was emotionally abusive towards me and my brother during that time.

Before she started to abuse us though, she gave me a sock monkey, it wasn't any occasion, she just randomly gave me a sock monkey. She said to take good care of it because it was from when she was a kid.

After she was kicked out for abusing me and my brother, I still kept the sock monkey, we moved 2 times since then and I made sure to pack it, I never threw it away, I was sad whenever it got ripped or anything.

But I just did something, I cut it apart. It's sitting in my trash can now and I don't know how to feel tbh