Ok been dithering about on this thread for last hour, have read bits. I dont know if I am in the right place or if its apporpriate but I dont have a 'story but I have bits that I want to get off my chest..
I dont actually like my DM much sometimes, a recent distant family member died and I found myself wondering how I would feel when she dies, followed by guilt for thinking this at all.
I have been majorly pissed off and hurt when she made nedgative references about what I was like at school 'oh this one ...' when all immediate family around table, never mind the fucking degree and successful job - my degree apllication was preceded with - how can you get on that to do...?
During teenage years telling me during an argument that she wished I had two like me when I grew up to have kids - meaning I was so bad, I remembered this when I was pg with twins
Your were a cow for packing a carrier bag and pretending to send me to the childrens home
For taking so much stress out on me during teenage years re bills etc. Even I could see how shit you were with your money and you still are.
You made it difficult to want to see dad without fearing you comments and I think you destroyrf any potential for DB to have a relationship with DF (who I know wasnt perfect) but you were the one we had to live with and feel guilt about - AND you still made me feel guilty about this when I was 29.
Ans no I didnt have enough fucking uniform that fit properly during the last few years of comp - which I was never encouraged about and you didnt always have meals organised or cooked.
Oh and when I joked about a guy looking at me when I was in my swimsuit (having lost weight feeling good about myself) its quite nasty to reply what looking like that or words to that effect - another put down
That will do for now. I know she was there for me when things have been bad and ive needed her support to be in my side etc but sometimes she just sits on the fence. Two years ago I went through the most traumatic time and she never came to stay, i was desperate, all my friends couldnt believe it - it is this I remember when my DC2 due soon will arive and I dont want you here as I want it just us four (plus not practical).
And the world doesnt owe you a fucking living, little poor me story iw v thing now
I am 36. Yes you might have done a lot of stuff and on your own, but by god you have been nasty in your put downs and downright embaressing in front of my friends.