Hate me? I'm speaking of my children. At least that is the way that I feel.....for today.
I must have read the "Developing Detachment" article 20 times today -- at least. And here I am sitting, with a broken heart, and tears streaming down my face.
I didn't go to my daughter's court appearance today. She didn't want me there last week (funny how I could be "there" to pay the $5000 attorney cost), and she told me so ("Mom, get out of here! I will talk with you later", is what we got last week at her preliminary hearing), so I didn't go today (neither did hubby). And she hasn't even given me the courtesy of calling to tell me how it went, but then again, I shouldn't expect that I guess (what am I thinking??).
But I'm wondering why my kids hate me. Is it because I wanted them to succeed in life, to eventually marry and have a nice home and kids, to not struggle financially, to be law-abiding people, to be respectful of others (including law enforcement people), to have an education, etc. etc.??? I don't get it, I don't understand. Isn't that what any parent wants for their child?
They definately were not brought up to be disrespectful and selfish. Yes, their bio-father and I divorced, but for the sake of the kids, we remained friends and my door was always open for him to visit anytime (until about 3-4 years ago when he just didn't get it that our son was more involved in drugs than we thought and when I called him from the hospital after our son overdosed, he thought it was funny that he was shackled to the bed, delerious, and taking incoherently). Their stepfather has been nothing but kind to them and has never raised a fist, but has stood by my side the entire 11-12 years.
Why is it when they are in trouble, we are good enough for them? But when they don't need anything, we are chit -- or at least that is the way that I feel.
And then I sit here reading the detachment article today and all I can do is cry. I'm so hurt, I'm so angry. Toxic, that is what my kids are. Just toxic. They have put me through hell for so long. I'm tired of it. I want out!!! --And then a few minutes later, I feel guilt for thinking that way.
Time for me to go read it again.........
I must have read the "Developing Detachment" article 20 times today -- at least. And here I am sitting, with a broken heart, and tears streaming down my face.
I didn't go to my daughter's court appearance today. She didn't want me there last week (funny how I could be "there" to pay the $5000 attorney cost), and she told me so ("Mom, get out of here! I will talk with you later", is what we got last week at her preliminary hearing), so I didn't go today (neither did hubby). And she hasn't even given me the courtesy of calling to tell me how it went, but then again, I shouldn't expect that I guess (what am I thinking??).
But I'm wondering why my kids hate me. Is it because I wanted them to succeed in life, to eventually marry and have a nice home and kids, to not struggle financially, to be law-abiding people, to be respectful of others (including law enforcement people), to have an education, etc. etc.??? I don't get it, I don't understand. Isn't that what any parent wants for their child?
They definately were not brought up to be disrespectful and selfish. Yes, their bio-father and I divorced, but for the sake of the kids, we remained friends and my door was always open for him to visit anytime (until about 3-4 years ago when he just didn't get it that our son was more involved in drugs than we thought and when I called him from the hospital after our son overdosed, he thought it was funny that he was shackled to the bed, delerious, and taking incoherently). Their stepfather has been nothing but kind to them and has never raised a fist, but has stood by my side the entire 11-12 years.
Why is it when they are in trouble, we are good enough for them? But when they don't need anything, we are chit -- or at least that is the way that I feel.
And then I sit here reading the detachment article today and all I can do is cry. I'm so hurt, I'm so angry. Toxic, that is what my kids are. Just toxic. They have put me through hell for so long. I'm tired of it. I want out!!! --And then a few minutes later, I feel guilt for thinking that way.
Time for me to go read it again.........