I am slowly piecing together what my mother did to me when I was a child. It has taken me 45 years to realise it but I am getting there.
She wasn't malicious just damaged. And even what was done to her wasn't deliberate.
I spent the first 30 years of my life feeling guilty and insecure. She bequeathed that to me, as her mother did to her. Convinced that the world was a scary and dreadful place, and that terible things were just waiting to happen to you if you stepped out of line. That whatever you did wasn't good enough.
Sex was for men. Sex was what women submitted to. Marriage was the only choice available to women. Only married women should have children. Mothers should stay home. That was the purpose of women.
I didn't want to leave home because I worried about my mother. She always made DB and I feel guilty about not wanting to be with our parents. As soon as we got home for Christmas she'd start with 'Oh it will all be over so soon, and you'll be off again . I'll miss you all so much'. If I showed any normal teenage desire to be away from her I;d get 'we never do anything as a family anymore'. It was about her and her needs all the bloody time.
DB fucked off asap and sees her once or twice a year with the safe cushion of his family around him. I stuck around because I felt guilty. The first few years with DH I used to see them every weekend and feel guilty if we couldn't. Christ knows why DH put up with it especially as she didn't like him.
I broke out of the guilt by the age of 30, about the time I had children. Because I realised that what she did wasn't normal or even OK. You didn't have to mother that way.
I have wasted so much of my life worrying about her. I have had enough guilt to last me 20 lifetimes.
It explains why I have so little patience with suffering, and people who
portray themselves as victims. I had enough of that when I was a child. Mum was the eternal victim. I was the one forced to eternally make things better.
DOn't know what this is for, just to get it all out and sort it in my head.
I have DC who care about me and are sorry when I am sad or tired but it freaks me out because I don't want them taking care of me. I don't want them to feel obliged or guilty.
How do you deal with this? How do you stop being guilty or trying to make amends?
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Ormirian · 14/12/2010 22:22
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