Thanks for the new thread
WARNING
Sorry to barge in with a possible large vent
A couple of you ladies have seen my FB status, my whole life I havn't been truthful, because I havn't felt I could be, well things are changing...I'm sorry if recently things I've said have seemed higgledy piggledy, I just felt like If I said everything, I wouldn't be believed, as I havn't in the past.
Anyway...as you remember, my mother wouldn't make any effort to come to our house to visit and drop the childrens presents off for christmas. So DP had to go and fetch them at 11pm on the 23rd of December. My mother doesn't understand why we couln't pick them up after church on Christmas Eve, as we had no boot space, she suggested we put the presents by DD's feet in the car!! Well...after her obscence suggestion, she then made no effort to contact the children etc over the christmas holiday...My dad, what an arsehole great man he is, for New Year, arranged for my mom to go and spend it with her family down south, THE FIRST TIME IN 25 YEARS!! This then gave my mom great opportunity to talk about me and DP to her sister (my auntie) and family, and obviously tell them how awful we are, for not visiting over Christmas blah blah blah...As the entire of my family down south have now cut us off, deleted me and DP from FB whatever...
This falling out with my mother, if it were up to her, would just be forgotton. Just like everything else in my childhood from hell. The phonecalls that my younger brothers had to make to the police because they were scared, me running away at 15 just to get away from the arguments, alcohol abuse, violence...there is only so much that a teenager can take...and I consequently ended up taking alot of my frustrations out on myself, I'm sure you get my drift. My mom had no-one to speak to, as having friends made my dad jealous as he had none, so she used to tell me things..."Jael" I think my ribs could be broken, being just one of the things I remember, I could go on...
I met DP when I was 17 and I moved in with him almost immediately. I couldn't wait to get out...out of site, out of mind. I'd go months and months thinking everything was ok in my parents house, only to find my sister wanting a place to hide stay soon after. ALL of this is fuelled by drink.
But...my mother seems to have forgotton all of this, and acts as if everything is fine and perfect. She sweeps everything under the carpet, well she may be able to, but I can't, and I have scars to prove it.
I am a good mom, a really good mom, and I always do the best for my children. They are not going to be brought up in a family full of violence, fighting and arguing. Some of you think that I'm petty sometimes with my arguments and falling out. I just don't like to be took advantage of, have promises made then broke just as quick, and be lied to...and then a day or two later, have it swept under the carpet with everything else.
I feel like I've got to know you ladies so well, that I can share this with you, I'm sorry it's so long, and I've gone on alot. Thanks for reading.
Jael X