I too grew up with an abusive mom. She died about five years ago. For me it wasn't until recently that I started to question some of her opinions or points of view (I'm over 40), and I realized she was really wrong about a lot of things.
This might be a big step, but what I did to forgive her and start moving on is that I wrote a letter listing everything that I could think of that she did that was hurtful. Then when I was ready I wrote a letter that thanked her for the good qualities that I got from her. Obviously I didn't show her these letters. They were for my use only. I took lots of time to write the second letter, but it helped me to see that a lot of the qualities I like about myself are also the same qualities she had except I'm much healthier mentally that she ever was.
I guess the biggest thing I've learned over my life is to live my own truth, and not to worry about anybody else.
Growing up with Negative Talk from an Verbal Abusive Mom
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Hi Kaylynn
Boy, your are not the only one with this problem. For most people, they can't even imagine a mother treating one of her children so bad. I wish I had seen your post also, because I felt sooooo alone and sad. If you read my post called "Hateful Mom" under the general anxiety section, you'll see that I have basically had the same type of mom. Out of 5 kids, sometimes I wonder if she ever deeply loved me, but of course, my sister has brainwashed her so badly against me, I don't think we could ever heal. Suzzie
Boy, your are not the only one with this problem. For most people, they can't even imagine a mother treating one of her children so bad. I wish I had seen your post also, because I felt sooooo alone and sad. If you read my post called "Hateful Mom" under the general anxiety section, you'll see that I have basically had the same type of mom. Out of 5 kids, sometimes I wonder if she ever deeply loved me, but of course, my sister has brainwashed her so badly against me, I don't think we could ever heal. Suzzie
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My Mom died when I was 2 and my brothers were 1 and just born..We grew up with differnt relatives.When I was 13 I went to live with my Dad.He was always telling me I should be ashamed of myself or saying what is wrong with you.I use to sit and try to figure out what was wrong with me.Well now I know nothing was but I still have issues over how I was raised.It's hard.