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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 11:37 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 12:05 pm
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I wish I had gotten along better with my mom.
She died when I was 16, right before my birthday and right before I started my senior year in Highschool.
We never got along very well and I never had a woman figure in my life other than her. She was drunk most of the times I saw her. The only really good memory I have of her is when she gave me a drink and we got wasted together. That's pretty much the only bonding time we had. I told her a ton of secrets about myself that she didn't remember. She told me a lot of secrets about herself that I, almost unfortunately, remember in great detail.
After she died, I found some journals she kept. For the last five years of her life, she wrote every day in a journal. I read through all of them and literally could not find one good thing she wrote about me. She didn't think very high of me at all. She blamed me for all of her problems; her divorce, her drinking, her absolute misery.
I remember when I was about 13-14 I told her once that I had self-esteem problems, I felt like a disgusting person and I was thinking about developing an eating disorder. She laughed at me. A week later I told her I wanted to kill myself. And she laughed at me again.
I kind of wish I had a mother figure in my life. Both then and now. I sometimes think of my boyfriend's mom as a mother figure, but then I remember she's not my mom, she never will be, and she probably doesn't even want me to think of her that way.
Reading all of the previous posts made me cry. I never realized how much a mother could affect someone's life like that.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 6:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 1:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 2:03 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 2:31 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 1:59 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 3:07 am
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Darling Kei I wish I had gotten along better with my mom. She died when I was 16, right before my birthday and right before I started my senior year in Highschool. We never got along very well and I never had a woman figure in my life other than her. She was drunk most of the times I saw her. The only really good memory I have of her is when she gave me a drink and we got wasted together. That's pretty much the only bonding time we had. I told her a ton of secrets about myself that she didn't remember. She told me a lot of secrets about herself that I, almost unfortunately, remember in great detail. After she died, I found some journals she kept. For the last five years of her life, she wrote every day in a journal. I read through all of them and literally could not find one good thing she wrote about me. She didn't think very high of me at all. She blamed me for all of her problems; her divorce, her drinking, her absolute misery. I remember when I was about 13-14 I told her once that I had self-esteem problems, I felt like a disgusting person and I was thinking about developing an eating disorder. She laughed at me. A week later I told her I wanted to kill myself. And she laughed at me again. I kind of wish I had a mother figure in my life. Both then and now. I sometimes think of my boyfriend's mom as a mother figure, but then I remember she's not my mom, she never will be, and she probably doesn't even want me to think of her that way. Reading all of the previous posts made me cry. I never realized how much a mother could affect someone's life like that. this post is incredible. i can't believe it went unnoticed. or at least portrayed so.
i think an important thing all women should remember is a mother figure does not at all have to be entirely your mother, and you should never feel ashamed of that. like me. i feel like one of my mother's coworkers, who i haven't properly talked to since i was about 14, is more of a motherly figure to me than my own mother, who has no greater problem than perhaps being slightly bipolar due to menopause and the anxiety she has over the majority of her time and energy that is spent in her work life. this woman, who lives in a town on the opposite side of my state, and who hasn't seen my own mother in perhaps 3 years, is someone i look up to more than the woman who birthed me. i'm not ashamed. it's who i am. inspiration should not be strictly derived from your parents. you are what you agree and disagree with (among many other things) your entire life. to ever feel any strong connection other than expected family love to your mother, in my opinion, is strictly chance. that may sound harsh, but it's what i feel.
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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 12:08 pm
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Reading about all the LSGers who have far less than favorable relationships with their moms made me tear up. I won't go on a tangent about how it's not normal or whatever, cause I've known loads of kids who grew up minus a mom or a dad and they're decent human beings anyways. It just always seems odd to me that one of the people who created you could be so toxic. ANYWHO.
I always felt odd in school when I heard other kids blather about how their moms were "soooo strict omfg I got kicked off the phone after 2 hours" or "bawww she won't buy me this game/shirt/bag/exotic pet etc". I was always the kid who only ever had nice things to say about their mom, that were sincere too.
She was never really a "I'm my kid's best pal" kinda mom, but neither was she an overbearing, authoritarian kind of mom. Sure, there were times when I didn't do well on school assignments or classes or didn't do house chores or was a p***k somehow, and I did get the Wrath of Mom for those things but really, that was a given. Everything else was just fine and dandy.
Now that I'm getting older and more independent, it's starting to turn into almost more of a friends thing. She tells me retarded and hilarious stories about her college days, her military life and the s**t that happened in between, and I tell her about crap that happened at school or some new band I've discovered(She thinks it's the most hilarious thing ever that she has a metalhead for a daughter. never fails to tell her pals about this. haha), we laugh and we have fun. I only hope it'll stay that way for as long as we both live.
TL/DR, I love my mom. Simple as that.
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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 2:20 pm
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