I’ve given my mom such nice gifts over the years. They pleased her sometimes. Sometimes she returned them or gave them back to me. My generosity was never enough to get her to just love and respect me. She now doesn’t even believe anything I tell her. Whatever I tell her, she tells me I’m wrong and she’ll tell me what is right, which is totally wrong. She’s just a contrarian. It’s part of a disorder and to her own detriment. I feel sorry for her now.
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