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I think we should form a support group!
I've posted before that my mother was very physically abusive when I was a child. As I grew, she switched to emotional abuse which was worse by far. My older brother and I were each other's comfort as our parents were divorced and Dad had no idea what was going on (we were threatened not to tell). Eric, my older brother, finally could stand no more when he was 15. He moved in with Dad and step-mom (they lived in Texas). This crushed my mother as it meant that she had been left. When Eric returned home a year later he could do no wrong. The unfortunate side-effect of this was that she turned all of her focus to me. She made it clear, by so much as saying so, that Eric was her favorite and I was not wanted. Eric was so screwed up at the time that he couldn't do anything to help me so I was on my own (still being threatened not to tell). By this point Mom had remarried and had another baby - little brother, Tommy. I loved (LOVE) him with all my heart and so I would intervene when she was getting rough with him - this did not help my situation!!! Wow, that was cathartic!
Anyway, the favoritism continues to this day. The big problem for her now is this - I won. I am happy. I am married to a wonderful man. We have a great daughter. We stuck together and weathered the death of our son, and now we are eagerly anticipating the birth of a new baby. I have a great job that affords me the ability to take vacations, have a nice home, and be fairly comfortable - all inspite of what she did. It drives her crazy!!! However, it still bothers me that I will never have her approval. I try, to this day, to win her over. I asked my husband when he thought I would get over this insane need to please her, and he answered, frankly, "when she's dead." He's right. I think it's the same for all of us in some form. We still desperately want that approval. Whether it comes in the form of helping us or just recognizing us for the people that we are, we want it. And we deserve it! For me at least, it'll be healthier for me to just let it go and realize that I can only move forward and do the best I can with my own kids.
I'm sorry that you are being hurt, Transparent. I hope that you are able to move past this.
Erin
I've posted before that my mother was very physically abusive when I was a child. As I grew, she switched to emotional abuse which was worse by far. My older brother and I were each other's comfort as our parents were divorced and Dad had no idea what was going on (we were threatened not to tell). Eric, my older brother, finally could stand no more when he was 15. He moved in with Dad and step-mom (they lived in Texas). This crushed my mother as it meant that she had been left. When Eric returned home a year later he could do no wrong. The unfortunate side-effect of this was that she turned all of her focus to me. She made it clear, by so much as saying so, that Eric was her favorite and I was not wanted. Eric was so screwed up at the time that he couldn't do anything to help me so I was on my own (still being threatened not to tell). By this point Mom had remarried and had another baby - little brother, Tommy. I loved (LOVE) him with all my heart and so I would intervene when she was getting rough with him - this did not help my situation!!! Wow, that was cathartic!
Anyway, the favoritism continues to this day. The big problem for her now is this - I won. I am happy. I am married to a wonderful man. We have a great daughter. We stuck together and weathered the death of our son, and now we are eagerly anticipating the birth of a new baby. I have a great job that affords me the ability to take vacations, have a nice home, and be fairly comfortable - all inspite of what she did. It drives her crazy!!! However, it still bothers me that I will never have her approval. I try, to this day, to win her over. I asked my husband when he thought I would get over this insane need to please her, and he answered, frankly, "when she's dead." He's right. I think it's the same for all of us in some form. We still desperately want that approval. Whether it comes in the form of helping us or just recognizing us for the people that we are, we want it. And we deserve it! For me at least, it'll be healthier for me to just let it go and realize that I can only move forward and do the best I can with my own kids.
I'm sorry that you are being hurt, Transparent. I hope that you are able to move past this.
Erin
