Water-Lily
Enlightened
- Dec 26, 2020
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So as I've stated numerous times here, my mom was my worst abuser. Following her death 4 years ago, I've unpacked a lot. Seeing previous "kind" gestures as warped abuse, or the things she did crossing intimate boundaries and violating my sense of safety in messed up ways. Things she likely justified doing as I was only an extension of herself, projecting her worst traits and then becoming jealous. To say I suffered through hell is an understatement when I look back at the reality of my life up until this point
Nonetheless, despite years of therapy and treatments and accepting the help of medication, I find that when I am suffering I imagine my mom wanting the best for me
I like to think that she wanted to care and love, but was sadly incapable. She was far too damaged. And when I find myself going through a rough moment in my personal life, I tell myself "I don't think mom wanted me to suffer" and I feel a little peace
Maybe it's some stupid coping mechanism but I feel guilty for feeling this way about her.
Nonetheless, despite years of therapy and treatments and accepting the help of medication, I find that when I am suffering I imagine my mom wanting the best for me
I like to think that she wanted to care and love, but was sadly incapable. She was far too damaged. And when I find myself going through a rough moment in my personal life, I tell myself "I don't think mom wanted me to suffer" and I feel a little peace
Maybe it's some stupid coping mechanism but I feel guilty for feeling this way about her.