I just found this site...by accident? Probably not. My mother passed away 4/28/11-just 3 weeks before my 40th birthday. She was only 56...and such a BEAUTIFUL woman...just stunning. My mom was only 16 when she had me and I always felt as though she didn't like me...I knew she loved me-because there were times when she was nice to me, but I always felt as though there was something wrong with me. I was talking with my aunt yesterday and she and I were discussing my childhood. She thinks that my mom may have been jealous of me. When I was a teenager, I was a gorgeous girl-inside and out. Mom was extremely overweight back then. I had a younger brother and a younger sister. Unfortunately my brother took his life in 1992 when he was 19...So, it was just my sister and I...my mother favored my sister and I could literally fill pages and pages with examples of how this was so painfully obvious...not only to me, but to all of the adults in my family. All I wanted was for my mom and dad to love me or like me, I suppose. I was an overachiever...but I ALWAYS sabotaged my successes. For example, I was a single mother at 21-years-old and decided to go back to school...I put myself through college. While in school, I had another baby...and you guessed it, he dumped me too. But I hung in there. My 2 boys and I lived in our own apartment and I finished school...I was a Registered Nurse. I also became a drug addict along the way and after 90 days of working as an R.N., I was terminated for diverting narcotics and subsequently lost my nursing license.
With all of this being said...I still MISS my mom terribly. While she was on her death bed, I knelt down beside her and apologized for all of the times I let her down...there were many, many more. Still...all I want is for my mom to love me the way I want her to love me...the way I love my children, I suppose. I have been in and out of therapy since I was 12-yrs-old. I know about reparenting my inner child-but if I am REALLY honest, she just annoys me...a lot like she annoyed my mom. Part of me wonders if- now that she is gone- maybe I can be set free from this abusive relationship that I have with ME.
Something else that is REALLY hurting my heart right now is that my sister and my mom were "best friends." My sister brings it up all the time-how she has lost her best friend...the 2 of them went shopping every weekend, talked on the phone literally every single day, etc. When my mom was diagnosed with cancer in November 2010, she told several people..."I just don't know how 'Jane' is going to handle this...I am so worried about her." So, my sister "Jane" receives several calls from concerned friends and family per week-this has been going on since mom died. She receives on average 5-9 calls/week. I literally have not received 1 phone call since the funeral from family or mom's friends. And so again, I am feeling unworthy...not good enough, etc. And can I please say that I absolutely loathe the way I sound right now? So needy, so whiney...and yet so very hurt...and yes, maybe even broken. I'm afraid that I will never get better-that I will always get into sick relationships (by the way, I've never been married. Mom told me when I was 15 or 16 that no man would ever want to marry me because I was such a bitch)...so all of my relationships are with emotionally unavailable men-usually drug addicts and alcoholics. I'm afraid she was right-that I may never get to experience marriage. All of my friends tell me I'm lucky...but I feel like no man has ever thought enough of me to marry me...and I guess its the other way around...I never thought enough of me to get married. I've been engaged a few times, but again, emotionally unavailable, addicts, drunks, etc.
So that's where I am...Needless to say, I am struggling. I feel so bad about myself...I feel like I should be sharing this with a friend, but the truth is...I don't really have a lot of friends right now. I just don't have the energy to follow through with any plans...or even returning phone calls-so I end up hurting people's feelings when I cancel last minute, etc. I am grateful on the days when I can make it to the shower. I work from home so I guess showering has become optional. The truth is that I am scared to death that this is how I am going to feel for the rest of my life...I have a head full of knowledge, but no follow through?? No ambition to implement?? I don't know if that makes sense. In other words, I can help everybody with their problems...always know what to say, etc..but I'm the most screwed up person I know.
I would welcome any suggestions...I am just BEGGING you to be gentle...Tough love is too painful for me-I've had it for 40 years and I'm so over being beat up verbally by myself and everyone else...Many blessings to all of you...Can you believe I feel guilty about asking for people to respond gently? That's me...Thanks to all who read this...I hope it makes sense :)
Julie,
You so clearly articulate the pain that so many of us know. Welcome, welcome, welcome. Like Ter says, this is a safe place with women who are walking their commitment to growth and healing.
I can offer my experience, both with wounds left by a wounded mother and with therapy.
My current understanding is that the hole that is left in us when we have not received the mothering that we needed is kind of permanent. We find stuff to put in there, but it is there. I live with that hole.
But I absolutely believe that we can thrive, live fulfilling lives, have wonderful relationships even with that hole. I consider it a disability, maybe. Like Fred says, we do the empyting (maybe of the stuff that we try to stuff in there) until we are empty. We do the waiting, the allowing, the accepting. And a little at a time, we learn that we are not the disability. We are human beings that happen to have this in ourselves.
Like Ter says, we can give that mothering to ourselves...to our inner child. I do find that is a healthy way to fill that hole.
And it takes time. For a long time I felt that so much of my life was wasted in the craziness, in the kinds of experiences you so forthrightly put out there. But I don't feel that way any more. More than anything, I feel real. I am sad that I experienced the feeling that I did not belong. I still go there, truthfully. But I also know that the muddling and the healing bring such gifts. We get to a point where we refuse to be anyone but ourselves. We insist on 'real.'
Now about therapy: My path did include therapy. As well as reading, sprititual work, sharing with other women. I counsel with a woman who is simply gifted as a therapist. I have counseled with a total of five therapists. The first was gifted, compassionate, and helped me through the beginnings of that first phase of emptying. The next three were actually detrimental to my well-being. The last of the three, I believe, was put into my life as a wake-up call to start trusting myself, regardless of what the "authority" said. It has taken me a couple years to get her out of my head and be able to trust the woman that I currently work with.
Personally, I do not belive that therapy is the only way to heal. But I guess I do believe that healing can only take place in the context of relationship. Wondering if that might make sense to you?
So glad you took the step and wrote what you did. Looking forward to wandering through the baby steps together. I hope you can take hope from our community here.
Sher
" The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness and a deep, loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen."
Elizabeth Kubler Ross
And just look at all we've become!!
Julie,
I'm not trying to diss you in any way, but I'm just not sure that you realize what an effect your view of yourself and the way you walk through your life has on your children and the way that they will be walking through their lives as a result. My hope is that you've already figured that out and have decided that you want more for yourself and them, but in case you haven't and because somebody needs to speak up for all children, I hope that you'll watch this short video and be mindful of what you're exposing them to.
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