MosMom
<font color=deeppink>Damn you, you wretched clown!
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My mom and I have a very tumultuous relationship and she is a severe alcoholic and prescription drug addict (she uses other drugs but I'm not sure if she is an addict). I have not spoken to her since February of 2003 and had a restraining order placed against her last June (she told me she was going to burn my house down with myself and my family in it and curse me on my birthday so I had to call the police and file for a restraining order the day before my birthday). When she is sober, she is a decent person and I really miss her. I hate that she is missing my kids growing up...even though my kids really don't need to be exposed to her nonsense. Moira asks about her Nana and Elliot wouldn't have a clue who she was if he saw her tomorrow. He was 7 months when we stopped speaking. She disowned me for speaking to my aunt against her will. I KNOW I shouldn't contact her because I know she is still using. UGH. My dad used to listen to Billy Joel's "She's Always A Woman" and say it reminded him of my mom and he is so right. Word for word.
She is 47 and I know that her days on this earth are probably numbered. She has smoked her entire life, she has been an alcoholic for the majority of her life, and abused other drugs on and off. I just have had a feeling lately like I will get a call very soon letting me know she has died. Everytime I hear of a drunk driving collision on the news, I cringe thinking it was her.
By looking at my mother, you would never guess that this was her legacy. Never in a million years! I don't even know why I'm writing this because I know the answer to my own dilemma...I cannot have contact with her. I just hate the answer. I miss her...the REAL her. It is almost like she is already dead. I sometimes wish she would just die and end the suffering all around. Isn't that horrible?
I am blessed that I have one normal loving parent (my dad) but I do miss her. Before you ask, I've been to a therapist and I know what they would say...I know the answers and I know how I should feel. I guess it just boils down to...I miss her and there is nothing I can do to change her so I will just wait for the day she "smartens up". I fear that day will never come though. I have a feeling I've already lost her and the next time I see her will be in a funeral home.
It totally sucks. After all the garbage she has put me through, I really shouldn't even care. I guess all of this has hit me because her birthday is tomorrow and I was considering calling her but I know I can't so....Happy Birthday Mom.
I don't even know why I've written this...I guess it just feels good to get it out once in awhile. Apologies to Pop Daddy.
She is 47 and I know that her days on this earth are probably numbered. She has smoked her entire life, she has been an alcoholic for the majority of her life, and abused other drugs on and off. I just have had a feeling lately like I will get a call very soon letting me know she has died. Everytime I hear of a drunk driving collision on the news, I cringe thinking it was her.
By looking at my mother, you would never guess that this was her legacy. Never in a million years! I don't even know why I'm writing this because I know the answer to my own dilemma...I cannot have contact with her. I just hate the answer. I miss her...the REAL her. It is almost like she is already dead. I sometimes wish she would just die and end the suffering all around. Isn't that horrible?
I am blessed that I have one normal loving parent (my dad) but I do miss her. Before you ask, I've been to a therapist and I know what they would say...I know the answers and I know how I should feel. I guess it just boils down to...I miss her and there is nothing I can do to change her so I will just wait for the day she "smartens up". I fear that day will never come though. I have a feeling I've already lost her and the next time I see her will be in a funeral home.
It totally sucks. After all the garbage she has put me through, I really shouldn't even care. I guess all of this has hit me because her birthday is tomorrow and I was considering calling her but I know I can't so....Happy Birthday Mom.
I don't even know why I've written this...I guess it just feels good to get it out once in awhile. Apologies to Pop Daddy.
