We talk about boundaries here at PC, especially when it comes to parenting.

I thought I’ve been a great mother and assumed my sons loved me.

Long story short, my son has recently become immensely selfish and hurtful, which I am sure was prompted by his fiancé. This attitude is also possibly the way of his generation.

I have been trying to have a boundary, but he just doesn’t care about us and has been ice cold.

The panic attacks I am having about becoming estranged from my son has brought me to my knees. Forget boundaries. I will swallow all pride, and let him tar and feather me. I will do whatever he wants and stand there and act like I like it out of fear of losing him.

Although, I know now that he was already hateful long before I realized it, and over nothing beyond I am sure someone had an agenda to alienate his parents. I know I lost him anyway. But still, I will beg and crawl through glass for him.

I am humbled and humiliated.

I don’t have much luck with boundaries because the other person doesn’t care about me.