Inspired by the post about what's the worst thing another mom said to you. |
“You’re just lazy.” It has echoed in my head for decades. She got the big things right, and was a good mom, but that was not a good thing to say. |
“Daddy stopped laughing the day you were born.” |
She calls any type of anxiety or worrying “Smith-ing” (that’s not my father’s last name, but you get the idea).
Yes, my dad’s a worrier. So am I and so are my siblings. It’s anxiety, exacerbated by growing up with her being an alcoholic who rages and lies. I recently told her, “I guess any time I lose my temper, I’m “Jones-ing,” huh?” Big smile. That didn’t go over well. |
“ you’re older and should know better” My brother was only 18 mos younger than me but could get away with anything and I got into trouble because I was “older” Not really a specific phrase, but downplaying my fears and concerns as being silly instead of acknowledging them. I would say something and she would say “ don’t be so silly Larla” which didn’t make anything better. |
encouraged me to sit in the sun because I "looked better with color", and tanning beds, and no sunscreen ever.
Im 39 and my skin is destroyed. |
I loved to read as a child and to punish me she would put my books in a trash bag and threaten to throw them out. |
When I shot up to over 5’10” she said “your sisters are petite. Men like that.”
I will hear that til the day I die. |
“That never happened.” Yes Mom, yes it did. |
You’re boring - I was sharing how poorly I was feeling during my first pregnancy and she clearly could not have cared less. |
"I thought you were going to be a doctor or a lawyer. Why are you a teacher instead?" |
Jesus these are cruel! |
In reference to her boyfriend who I didn’t like (I was 14 or 15 at the time): “if you’re trying to make me choose, I choose him.” |
Confided in me that she worried my dad might be an alcoholic—she was hiding liquor from him, told me about lots of concerning behavior. ***She asked me to talk to my dad about it.***
When I talked to my dad about what I observed, I mentioned that my mom was also concerned. She straight-up called me a liar and said I was hysterical. My dad cut back on his drinking significantly, but never did seek formal help. He seems to be OK but if he does get worrisome again, I will only say anything if I witness anything directly, or hear it from like his best friend or my aunt or something. If my mom asks for my help again, I will tell her to go straight to hell. |
“You should get married while you’re still pretty.”
What an f-ed up thing to say. |