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I was actually considering writing a letter to my parents to tell them that I was sexually assaulted 10 years ago & never told them... (For various, well-founded reasons).
Then I spoke to my mother on the phone. What I got from a conversation with mom today: when I don't do exactly what she says, I'm a dumbass; apparently I'm a sissy ass city girl who talks back to her elders, I don't have enough pity for my brother having to work afternoons instead of days at the sub shop (his first job in 8 months, I know nothing about dogs, wedding gifts, or Medea, and my boyfriend is a skinny-assed wimp who went to a terrible school.
The warmth of her maternal glow is simply astounding. Oh my, how it still shines.
Her MO is: if you're not doing well, she has the answers. If you are doing well, she'd better beat you up verbally & blame it on you so you don't get a big head & she doesn't ever have to question a word she says or thought she has.
Then I spoke to my mother on the phone. What I got from a conversation with mom today: when I don't do exactly what she says, I'm a dumbass; apparently I'm a sissy ass city girl who talks back to her elders, I don't have enough pity for my brother having to work afternoons instead of days at the sub shop (his first job in 8 months, I know nothing about dogs, wedding gifts, or Medea, and my boyfriend is a skinny-assed wimp who went to a terrible school.
The warmth of her maternal glow is simply astounding. Oh my, how it still shines.
Her MO is: if you're not doing well, she has the answers. If you are doing well, she'd better beat you up verbally & blame it on you so you don't get a big head & she doesn't ever have to question a word she says or thought she has.