...my mother's martyrdom had. Was your mother that way too?

And how! Always doing for somebody, always bending over backward for someone. Work, work, work, slave, slave, slave. But I've also noticed the vindictive attitude and there is a price tag with all of this 'sacrifice'.

I was totally affected by her 'salvation through sacrifice' and perfectionist ways. Tried to emulate it, as I had no other role models and could never measure up to her standards.


I have an extremely difficult time figuring out where appropriate boundaries are in social relationships. I have the feeling that I spend a lot more time worrying about whether or not I am being selfish or taken advantage of than other people do.

Hear, hear! With you on this as well. My parents never had anyone over, we lived too far from any relatives and I wasn't exposed to social situations other than my immediate sicko family. So I have/had no way to gauge interactions or even to really read people very well. What a troglodyte I was for so long, still am awkward. I think this is a sure sign for the predators to move in and 'be friendly' with us.


Do you all find that you have this problem with friendships also or is it limited to romantic relationships?