(Needing to vent out a little here...)

She, my Mother hated to hear about anything going well, or good in my life. She had to sabotage it, or make me feel bad about it. Ruin the moment of goodness because it wasn't about her, or her special ones.

On my wedding day...

She was awful!

Later on... she told me, my wedding was a "Joke!" And that my brother's wedding was a "Real" wedding. She went on to say, my wedding was an embarrassment.

When I look back on my wedding... it hurts, and makes me angry what she did, acted, and said to me. I try to look at the good memories about that day... but what she said comes to mind, and that destroys the good memory.

It something, like everything else, I am working on to overcome these ill feelings.