MorningDove
Bronze Member
So ever since I was a kid my mom has told me that I am chunky and a drama queen. I nearly killed myself twice trying to be skinny. I was 5' tall and weighed 100 pounds. I was not fat, just curvy now looking back. and I also learned to find ways to handle/treat my depression. Come to find out years later she said these things because her mom said them to her and they both suffer from clinical depression. (But for the grace of god go I.) I am very compassionate with both of them and accepting of their struggles, even if at times they really wear me down and I get tired of their "incessant victimizing" as she used to say to me. Last week I made the slightest suggestion to my mom that she could shine a different light on the way she thinks about things and she yelled at me that I was being an a$$hole, that she was crippled, and hung up on me. Now, once again, another holiday without my mom. At least I won't be making a huge meal and production to have her not show up or communicate for weeks. I know in advance. She has told me she messes up the holidays cuz they are never like they were when we were kids. Why can't we just make some new memories? These are rhetorical questions, I know the answer but had to vent. JEESH!
