GirTheGecko
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My mother was mentally ill. She told me that "motherhood was her greatest source of heartbreak." Also, threatened to move and not leave a forwarding address. There was another food issue that crept up years after her death at my dbf's parent's house that freaked me out. I remember standing there, trembling, thinking "It's starting again. I swore I'd never be in this situation again, and it's back." Meanwhile, they were joking and wondering why I was freaking out. There were times where I had a karate tournament and she decided to go shopping instead of cheer me on. I lived with my mother for 19 years and can't remember her ever giving me a hug. I also remember being in class once, and they were talking about the greatest thing was a mother's love, and I just couldn't comprehend it.
My dad was a saint. He invested time into me, came to my karate tournaments, supported my choices, and made it known loved me. I can remember all sorts of hugs from him. 'I missed you' hugs, 'I'm proud of you' hugs, 'I know you had a rotten day' hugs.... So, much of the reason why I'm not totally screwed up is because of my father's love.
My dad was a saint. He invested time into me, came to my karate tournaments, supported my choices, and made it known loved me. I can remember all sorts of hugs from him. 'I missed you' hugs, 'I'm proud of you' hugs, 'I know you had a rotten day' hugs.... So, much of the reason why I'm not totally screwed up is because of my father's love.
). Parents make mistakes. I know I have. I have apologized to my dcs for losing my temper or something I said. I said parents are people, too, and sometimes we say or do things that are wrong. What I think my dd will be traumatized by was the time I missed "muffins with moms" (I was late because I was sitting in the parking lot thinking it was at a later time!). Don't even get me started...I cried all day. In fact, I maye be traumatized!
I needed guidance from someone, anyone! - but there was no one, and I know that affects me to this day, having no mentor, no help. I know I floundered for a long time.
I now understand my parents simply could never give me things I want (hugs, guidance, support) so I accepted that awhile ago and now stopped expecting anything from them, and I looked elsewhere. Maybe many parents from the 60's and 70's were like them, I wonder. If I had kids, I would use a completely different parenting style - and I would give them hugs! But I am 99.99999999% sure kids aren't happening. Never had the desire to be a parent, and I feel absolutely no loss about it. Never wanted to risk bringing a kid into this world who could turn out anything like me.
I say no to my kids sometimes and sometimes I suck it up and play because I know how it makes them happy.
Finally had a break through this year though--so life is good now.