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She was jealous of most things that I achieved or if I went anywhere her reaction was always, “ you didn’t ask me, or you never ask me to go anywhere, or all the other mothers I know - their kids always take them places with them”. I was never good enough, she always found fault with me: too fat, too forgetful, a liar, a sneak, etc. she was rarely happy - really. She would complain to my cousins, aunts, friends of the things I did that she didn’t like. She always, always reminded me of everything she ever did for me or gave me - or my kids. She alienated all her sisters & brothers also, by being with them as she was with me. She was jealous of my love for my father, whom she didn’t like one little bit. I could go on, but that’s enough. I’m in my 70’s and I’m still looking for affirmation from others as I did with my mother. But...... I’ve also worked on myself thru A.A. And a psychologist for years. I’m sad that she was so sad all her life

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