Mommie Dearest

by compound complex 23 Replies latest jw friends

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  Lady Lee

  (((CoCo))) Thanks

  Josie

  Speaking as a counselor a parent will often focus on a child that reminds them of an abusive parent in their past. So if they had an abusing mother and they see a child that resembles that aren't they may target them for that reason. Interestingly they may also target a child that reminds them of themselves as a child. And most sadly they target the child that has qualities they never had and they can't bear to tolerate. So in each case there is a transference of anger and hatred onto the child.

  It isn't fair. It just isn't.
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  mrsjones5

  Thank you CoCo.

  I could never treat my kids that way I was treated as a child. And I do not treat my hubby that same way that my mother treats my father (daily bickering over anything , name calling, character assassination, and just being downright disrespectful). I was and am determined not to fallback on the bad conduct of my mother. I hope I have succeeded.

  Josie

  P.S. Lady Lee, I am more like my father in temperament: quiet, not much of a talker unless prompted, slow to anger, but with a silly sense of humor. Dad could be a lot of fun to be with when I was a child.

  My mother is more of an extorvert. And one of her many complaints about me (other than my weight) was my lack of personality (I had one, she just never acknowledged it). I often got the feeling that she just wanted me to be her clone.
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  cameo-d

  My Mommy Dearest....

  I thought you were one of a kind, you blood sucking witch. I thought *they* would have broken the mold. But from reading all the above posts, I see Satan made many more clones of you.

  You pitted us against each other, playing favorites. I never cared to be your favorite. You disgusted me.

  You were the mistress of manipulation. I thought I knew right from wrong, but there were times you beat us for not lying as we had been instructed to do. It made me very confused.

  Years later, even Daddy admitted to me that you had voiced your hate of me, especially. He said it was because you could not put me under your thumb.

  You always won; you were bigger and stronger and meaner. Even in the end you won. Psychologists agree that children of dysfunctional families may go different directions and never see each other again after leaving home. Why get together when all you have for memories are horror?

  And so, like a bird that falls from it's nest, we have all become wanderers among strangers. Anchorless. No people to call a home.
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  compound complex

  Dear cameo:

  And so, like a bird that falls from it's nest, we have all become wanderers among strangers. Anchorless. No people to call a home. []

  I feel that Reggie has come home and, it is hoped, you, too, dear cameo.

  CoCo