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Originally Posted by TishaBuv
LMAO- Diva!
I'm trying to think of good Mom examples to show why emotions are so mixed.
She let me be who I wanted to be to a point.
She didn't brainwash me about sex, left me to learn about it on the streets.
For this I am thankful.
We've had countless good times and laughs, but ...
Here's another strange part--
I've never had a true sense of identity. Whoever I was with, I dressed like, and took on their likes. I was a very good actress, able to become a character. I loved acting and would have happily done it every day of my life. I tried to go back to acting a few years ago, but got scared that now I had a hard time remembering lines, so I gave it up.
My mother groomed me into becoming "The Material Girl" at the same time as Madonna. We lived in a place where rich old men paraded young trophy wives and there was a 'stable' of pros on call. Funny money and drugs were the fuel of the town.
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I know, I do understand. When my mom is nice, we can be like best friends. We have so much fun together, I think that's why it's even harder when they go emotionally abusive out of nowhere.
I wish there was a way to really protect ourselves from parents but I think no matter how old we are we are like children, in that we always open our hearts to them and give them the benefit of the doubt. I probably project some of my own situation with my mother onto you!
It does sound like in her own way she wanted you to be secure and protected with a rich husband! Maybe you can find ways to express that creativity now?