I mean this kindly, ok?
My mother always loved me and always worked her fingers to the bone proving that to me. She's never quit and always put 100% of herself into raising her children the very best she knew how.
That was a poor decision on her part.
One certainly could raise their children as best as they can. But 100% effort into the kids? That's
nothing left for the parent. So the parent is self-neglecting. Not healthy. And not a healthy model for the kids to copy when they become adults -- Thinking that it is correct and right and normal to practice self-neglect.
That being said, my mother raised me an unquestioning Christian. I'm atheist now for maybe a year. The laws she raised me under compromised my ability to find myself and guided me into mistakes.
You are now an adult. No longer a dependent child. Could stop blaming mom. You make your decisions for yourself.
- You can choose to retain some or all of the things she shared with you.
- You can choose to discard some or all of the things she shared with you.
- You curate your current set of beliefs.
If you are keeping them, it is YOU keeping them. Take the time and effort to update your internal files and toss out whatever does not work for you in your adult life. Keep what does serve you well.
I'm very new to being able to think without guidance and is so painful for me right now to realize how much of my life I've lived in ignorance.
And thinking for yourself will come with some growing pains.
And that's ok.
I wouldn't be poly if I couldn't love openly and free of shame, but I felt like I didn't want to deal with everyone's opinions.
And that's ok. You are allowed to pick that option. You can choose not to deal with other people's opinions. It doesn't mean you are ashamed. It means you value peace and calm right now in this situation.
Does my mom know I'm bi/poly? Yup. What was the first thing she said? "Oh, god. Don't tell your Dad!"
Because with his mental illnesses he would simply have a cow and nobody wants to deal with dad having a pointless cow. We deal enough with the other ones. Can he stop me? Nope. Does that mean I'm ashamed? Nope. It means I wrangle with eldercare plenty enough and I don't want to deal with extra
bonus cows. Who does?
Right now my mom is unhealthy for me. So I see very little of her. I do miss her, but can only handle her in small amounts.
And that is fair. You have to do your OWN SELF CARE FIRST. Not neglect your own self care.
I try to see my parents enough but not so much they make me crazy. I think all people have to figure those things out. Where the balance lies with (family of origin) and (immediate family.) One day I will become (family of origin) to my children because they will grow up and form a different (immediate family).
Today, I cry over guilt and fear my mind knows aren't real. I hate her for it. I'm so angry and so heart broken by it. I don't want to hate her. She tried SO HARD and loves me so much. .but I can't stand the thought of her and blame her so much. How do I break free of my chains, how do I forgive a woman who never intended to hurt me, but sacrificed her own life to love and protect me always?
This is you hurting yourself with the stuff you are thinking. Not your mom. Why are you running yourself ragged?
If you thinking this stuff leaves you feeling unhappy? Stop ruminating. Change the thinking channel. Or start doing something instead -- fold laundry. It's hard to wig when doing mundane things like that.
You don't have to hate your mom. She did her best with what she had to hand. It's ok for you to move on past that. If you want to forgive her if she fell short of what you wanted from a mother? Then forgive her.
Let it go. So you can move on.
My dad has a lot of metal illnesses. He's a crap dad in the sense that he just doesn't have a lot of skills in some areas and I wish I didn't have to grow up in a house with an unmanaged mental health patient. Lots of shouting and yelling and ugh. I don't have great memories of my dad from my childhood. Some moments, but largely absent. I also wish I didn't have to be doing eldercare now. He's still got ugh. Will probably die with some of this ugh. Bringing his conditions under management is a right pain in the rear. For all of us.
You know what he DID manage to do? He managed not to be an alcoholic and beat the crap out of his kids. His own father was a drunk, and his mother would hide him and his siblings under the bed when his father was on a rampage. He managed to improve it for his kids as best he could. Even with his unmanaged mental illnesses. That he could not be all the dad I wished for? So be it. He did the best he could and got the baton to the place he DID get it to.
And you know what I manage to do? I'm not an alcoholic. And I do not shout and yell and ugh in front of my kids. I manage to improve it for my kids as best I can. I have panic attacks and wig sometimes because I have my own PTSD crap from living in the house I did live in. I get the baton to where I get it to. I hope they carry the baton further still and they don't suffer these kinds of mental health things.
So be ok with your mom doing her best at that point in time. Mistakes and all. But also be OK with you growing
beyond that too. Then instead of looking too much at the past? Look ahead and get on with the growing.
Your mom's grandma didn't have a cel phone. It's ok for you to use one. It's ok for you to use those sorts of tools.
Your mom didn't know about ____. You do. It ok for you to use that knowledge. Move things
forward. Think for yourself, be your own person. Keep what is useful from your past, and let go of what is not.
All healthy parents want for their kids is for them to be reasonably happy, healthy adults.
So... why are you sitting around making yourself unhappy?
Your mom is human, fallible, and can only go as far as she can go. If she cannot cope with you being poly? Well... that's
her issue.
Her coping-ness. She likes it better not asking? Let it lie.
Not your failing or your doing. Love what you can of her, but let the rest of her issues be her issues. Don't take them on board for yourself.
Galagirl