realising more and more as I’ve gotten older and had children of my own that my family is toxic. I’ve never known my father, my mother has literally never spoken of him to my sisters or me. We don’t know his name, if he’s still alive even. My mother had us in her teenage years and my maternal grandparents took over a lot of the parenting. My mum met her long term boyfriend when we were in primary school. He was a drug addict, we moved houses quite a bit and had no boundaries. I mean none, no curfew, no supervision. Mum liked to drink a lot, had parties while children were in bed. I remember the night before my alevels, she came home drunk, woke the house up and didn’t even realise I had exams. Fast forward to today - I’m in a professional job - don’t drink much - have children who I am always there for - don’t like partying into the night - they have never seen me drunk etc. Tbh I am probably too much the other way but it is what I feel comfortable with. Mum and sisters (many of my sisters still like to drink a lot - will have mum look after their children whilst they drink downstairs etc) think I’m stuck up, a bore. I have always taken it on the chin but as I’ve had children of my own, I’ve started to realise how messed up it all is.
Do I just keep going on, ignoring the suggested ideas that I’m a fun sponge etc…