My daughter is nearly 30 and has just had her first child. If you look through her social media you will see beautiful posts to and from her, you will see a gorgeous young family picture postcard perfect.
What you wont see is her passively aggressive behaviour towards me. Her less than perfect mum who has apologized and tried to talk things over so many times. Who doesnt even know really what the problem is. Well i know life had a few big ups and downs but i also know my support and love for her never waived. Love that has been verbalised, written down and demonstrated in many ways.
An imperfect mum who divorced her abusive stepfather, moved away to save her sanity yet tries in vain to keep a relationship in tact.
A mum whose calls are only ever returned days later never answered, who texts are never answered, who only found out 3 days after she gave birth that she had a ceasar.
Who never gets a birthday or Christmas present or card (his mum does), who cant talk about anything for fear of being labelled hateful and unaccepting...this is just who i am....but the evidence is that in reality its who she is only with me.
I am flying interstate in a few weeks, eould love to see my new grandson but am filled with dread. I know i am not wanted or accepted. I am tolerated. I really dont know why. It hurts so much i have thought about walking away so many times.
I dont know what to do when she wont talk and its so hurtful to continue.
What you wont see is her passively aggressive behaviour towards me. Her less than perfect mum who has apologized and tried to talk things over so many times. Who doesnt even know really what the problem is. Well i know life had a few big ups and downs but i also know my support and love for her never waived. Love that has been verbalised, written down and demonstrated in many ways.
An imperfect mum who divorced her abusive stepfather, moved away to save her sanity yet tries in vain to keep a relationship in tact.
A mum whose calls are only ever returned days later never answered, who texts are never answered, who only found out 3 days after she gave birth that she had a ceasar.
Who never gets a birthday or Christmas present or card (his mum does), who cant talk about anything for fear of being labelled hateful and unaccepting...this is just who i am....but the evidence is that in reality its who she is only with me.
I am flying interstate in a few weeks, eould love to see my new grandson but am filled with dread. I know i am not wanted or accepted. I am tolerated. I really dont know why. It hurts so much i have thought about walking away so many times.
I dont know what to do when she wont talk and its so hurtful to continue.