Anonymous wrote:My dad was a deadbeat drug addict and alcoholic. The happiest memory I have of him is him calling for my birthday, late or not on my bday, in the middle of the night and singing a song about cocaine to me. As like, a 6 year old.
Bizarre the things that stick in your mind.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I don’t have a single happy memory of my mother. I’m assuming this is somewhat rare even for people abused like I was. I’m in my 40’s and have a great family myself now. If you did grow up with a horrible mother, do you still have happy memories? I just have a deep resentment and hatred towards her and nothing else.
My mother was not kind to me and never showed affection. She verbally and physically abused me and neglected me physically, emotionally and medically. She was wonderful to my other siblings showing love, care and protection which was not given to me. I grew up believing there was something wrong with me and I was unlovable. I had an abusive relationship as a teenager which altered the course of my life.
I have not forgiven my late mother, as she never acknowledged the abuse and neglect. In her eyes, I was the source of all my family's problems. Once I was an adult and had my first round of therapy (4 years), I was able to establish a civil relationship with her. I have broken the cycle of abuse and dysfunction with my dh and our children through decades of therapy, commitment and a bit of "I'll prove a broken person can be happy, break the cycle and raise healthy kids."
The only happy memories I have are of being grateful she didn't hurt my siblings.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:We need to cut our moms some slack for never being taught or trained how to be a good mother. Most mums try but not all succeed, sometimes they don't have right ability and other times they don't have right circumstances.
That being said, what matters most is their unwavering love and resolve to physically and emotionally their children.
Maybe. I don't think this works as a blanket statement. My husband had an abusive childhood. I don't think either parent tried hard or loved him. I think they were immature, lazy, mean and resented their kids. They were sadistic and not goid people. I don't cut them any slack. The damage they did was terrible and has had repercussions for his whole life and therefore to mine too.
Anonymous wrote:We need to cut our moms some slack for never being taught or trained how to be a good mother. Most mums try but not all succeed, sometimes they don't have right ability and other times they don't have right circumstances.
That being said, what matters most is their unwavering love and resolve to physically and emotionally their children.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Here’s a big take away….the ones she favored the most are the most damaged. Her hate became my superpower.
Best of luck to you. I bet you’re kind, caring and very self reliant.
I agree with this and relate. Good luck to all of us.