Anonymous wrote:I really had to mourn not having the relationship with my mother I (and she) thought we would have once I became an adult. It's a long, long mourning period.
I keep a window open just in case, but each time we see each other I remember why I closed the door and instituted all the boundaries I've thrown up to protect myself.
+1 sometimes I still get sad about the relationship we never had/will never have but I am not in tears about it constantly like I was when I was mourning it. Sometimes it makes me sad to know the relationship others have with their parents that I don't have, but I try not to compare because it is a slippery slope.