01Name I understand the complications of having to toe the line for your own greater good.
I do this with a situation too. If I were to be open and honest about myself then it would impact on my mother's social standing. And her own community of flying monkeys may not provide the social invitations.
So I bite my lip and smile.
It is interesting if sad to recognise that my mother knows very little about my life- even though she lives with me.
And even sadder to know that the parts of me she dislikes the most are the bits of me that I am most proud of and they have been hard one.
I was brought up to be simpering to men, to be sweet and quiet, always smile, keep the peace, don't talk back- especially to men,and giggle a little if a situation becomes uncomfortable.
Over the decades I have found my voice, discovered my courage,I speak up when I need to and speak my position. I believe I am altruistic , but I take no crap. My OH and adult children love me, seek out my company and support and know I have a loving heart.
My mother thinks I am mean, cruel, brutish, unkind, harsh. She mistakes my strength for anger and my open words as hostile.
I know I have disappointed her greatly by not becoming her clone or flying monkey.