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Originally Posted by kala83
so i have been on here for a while and anyone that knows me farily well or pays attension to me...knows I don't have super great relationship with my mother.
its never gotten a point of physical abuse like it did with my father.
even though he was not what i would call physically abusive he just would use phyical mean to get his point across a fair amount of the time.
my mom has gotten better in how we both interact with each other mostly I try really hard to just not be around her as often and give her space.
but I have started noticing that the little things she says at the ends of her statements or setenaces have more sting to them then her main message
saying things such as
"I don't know why anyone would do that"
"why did you do this"
"you really are crazy.."
these kinds of statements really do add a punch to what she says and I am getting to a point where i can brush off what she says.
lol I feel like that’s due I started a good working at a political telemarketing office in town and lol wow do people use colourful language when they speak to telemarketers.
in a way the job has been both good and bad for me. its made toughen up and grow a thicker skin, and be able to brush off what people say some what of the time.
I would not say this true all the time cause well if you have an emotion disorder. its gonna be there and stay there for a while....you just have to learn to deal and cope with things.
and sometimes that was easy for me sometimes it was not.
but still dealing with this kind of thing when I am at home is not fun or what I want to deal with at all.
but this what is really driving me to save up my money and get out of this house.
I love my mom I truly do...but living with her is just not a good or healthy thing for me or her.
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Sometimes mothers get toxic because anger and their disappointment that you didn't measure up to what they wanted is all they can see. It covers up love and concern for their children and instead, turns into a selfish pity-pot affair where they posture themselves as the victim. I lived that for 56yrs until my distributor of hate finally passed away.
When I was 37 I moved to CA to escape the constant barrage of disdain from her. She was toxic and I had to stay away to save myself. I had finally found relief...pulled that dagger out of my heart and proceeded to heal.