Debby
Well-known Member
- Location
- East coast of Canada
Do any of the rest of you 'oldsters' still have a miserable, toxic relationship with your mother that just makes you wish you could die soon?
My mother and I are like oil and water and the only thing that seems to have changed from when I hit puberty is that at least now she makes a pretence of listening to what I have to say but God help me if I don't agree with her on everything. So meaningful conversations are out of the question.
Don't get me wrong, I deeply respect her for everything she's accomplished in her life and that includes only having a grade 8 education, being left to raise two little kids alone and coming to where she owns two houses herself and was able to retire in her late 50's. In the same circumstances, I seriously doubt that I could have done as well as she did. And by the way I've told her that repeatedly but she still regularly accuses me of disrespecting her 'life' which usually comes after I haven't agreed with her on something.
She just makes me crazy and while I would never wish death on anyone else, she makes me yearn for the grave. I am dead (pardon the pun!) serious.
Please, somebody give me a magic pill or an incantation to chant under a full moon, something to get me through the next twelve years without driving my car into a tree.
My mother and I are like oil and water and the only thing that seems to have changed from when I hit puberty is that at least now she makes a pretence of listening to what I have to say but God help me if I don't agree with her on everything. So meaningful conversations are out of the question.
Don't get me wrong, I deeply respect her for everything she's accomplished in her life and that includes only having a grade 8 education, being left to raise two little kids alone and coming to where she owns two houses herself and was able to retire in her late 50's. In the same circumstances, I seriously doubt that I could have done as well as she did. And by the way I've told her that repeatedly but she still regularly accuses me of disrespecting her 'life' which usually comes after I haven't agreed with her on something.
She just makes me crazy and while I would never wish death on anyone else, she makes me yearn for the grave. I am dead (pardon the pun!) serious.
Please, somebody give me a magic pill or an incantation to chant under a full moon, something to get me through the next twelve years without driving my car into a tree.