That sick feeling in your stomach
Is it just me or is it just a LITTLE fucked up that my mother heard about himi getting into a car accident that VERY easily could have killed him and didn't even feel the need to comment on it. Nor did she feel the need to call me, write me, email me...anything....no acknowledgement.
Meanwhile, I'm stuck out in the middle of BFE with a baby and no money to buy a replacement car and my mother is LOLing about all of her expensive new gym equipment. I have never asked my mother for money and it's never been offered to me - even when it could be really helpful.
I'm not saying that if my mother offered to loan or give me money to put down as a deposit on a car I would accept it but for fuck's sake woman, you're supposed to be my mother. An offer of help....ever...would be nice.
And I'm not just talking about financial help. A kind word here or there. A question of how I'm doing? Asking for pictures of your grandson, a Christmas card.
My mother, who proclaims loudly to her friends on Facebook how much she loves her kids has to be HUNTED DOWN for a 3 minute conversation in which she offers no support or comfort. I keep kicking her out of my life and then dragging her back in because, when it comes down to it - I can't not have a mother and she's the best I'm going to get. How fucked up is that?
Meanwhile, I'm stuck out in the middle of BFE with a baby and no money to buy a replacement car and my mother is LOLing about all of her expensive new gym equipment. I have never asked my mother for money and it's never been offered to me - even when it could be really helpful.
I'm not saying that if my mother offered to loan or give me money to put down as a deposit on a car I would accept it but for fuck's sake woman, you're supposed to be my mother. An offer of help....ever...would be nice.
And I'm not just talking about financial help. A kind word here or there. A question of how I'm doing? Asking for pictures of your grandson, a Christmas card.
My mother, who proclaims loudly to her friends on Facebook how much she loves her kids has to be HUNTED DOWN for a 3 minute conversation in which she offers no support or comfort. I keep kicking her out of my life and then dragging her back in because, when it comes down to it - I can't not have a mother and she's the best I'm going to get. How fucked up is that?