Yes my mum was like this. I feel she was jealous of me, of the opportunity i had growing up. She tried her hardest to shoot me down/throw a spanner in the works.
I could read music at primary school, tried to move on to a different instrument but wasnt allowed, couldnt afford it. Taught myself how to play different songs. Taught myself how to play piano. I played them a song on the piano keyboard but they were like, whatever!
told i was fat growing up, constant digs about puppy fat and stomach rolls
not interested in my schooling. No attendance at parents evenings, help with homework, or encouragement to do well. No helpful discussions of what to do when i left school.
i got myself a good opportunity to work for a brilliant company. Was told to stop showing off. My sister didn’t do so well, had no ambition and ended up in a dead end job. I was always classed “she thinks shes too good for that” you look down your nose. Money bags. She hated i worked in an office.
when i got engaged, she wasn’t interested and just asked me why i was getting married?! What you doing that for?
buying a house, i was so excited. She just picked fault and wasnt happy for me
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my mum is dead now but i often wonder how id approach a conversation about it all now if she was still alive