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by Guest » Wed Dec 10, 2008 11:57 am
Oh New and Codi! I ssssooo hear you! I am the youngest of 4 children, and my mother nearly died having me.
Now, several decades later, I get to hear about how she should have had 3 children and NOT 4. Yet, I am the one that SHE has chosen to live with when she can no longer live on her own.
Its hard when our parents don't treat us like the worthy adults we have become on our own. All I can say is BOUNDARIES and EXPECTATIONS.
I have to draw my boundaries, how far she can come in to my life and my business and even what she gets to say to me. Oh, more than once, I have set her straight and told her things are none of her %^&*ing business. And, more than once I have told her that she doesn't get to talk to me in a certain way.
A friend of mine once told me that I have a history of going to my mother looking for dimes and she couldn't even give me pennies. When I realized that my expectations were high above here ability to give, I trained myself NOT to expect so much. Or, in another way, to expect exactly what I have received. In either case, I never found myself surprised or disappointed.
I guess the best we can do - at our ages - while raising our children or watching our grandchildren - is hope - beyond hope that we don't turn out like our mothers. Perhaps our awareness of the way they are, and our ability to fight depression and anxiety, will enable us to hold firm to our own identities.