If you beleeeve hard enough it changes history!
True! Time tends to beautify reality. Plus my mum is being congratulated so much everywhere, and reading so many WT articles about parenting, that somehow she has fully fused with that idealistic persona she reads about..I lived with her until I turned 18. No kind words, no meaningful conversations, you can't confide in her and she had a rule NEVER to congratulate any of her kids, she never enquired of my day at school.
I vividly remember getting bold one day while we were in the kitchen and taking the initiative of telling her about my day. After a few minutes she asked me to stop talking so much and pay attention to the way she's cooking else I'd never learn how to cook. I was 9 or 10 and that was the last time I told her about anything that happened to me in a school day.
Our communication was limited to orders from her about things to be done around the house, in school or at KH; and insults in the case of mistakes, not talking about the systematic beatings!Today, she blames me for coming back from work and keeping quiet.
She has become a dream grandma for her grandkids, and really, I envy the type of relationship she has with them. If she had given me one tenth of that we would have a good relationship as well. But now the wall has grown too thick and too tall to bring down.
In her mind, and in her statements, she was a model parent who NEVER hit her children.
(...) I was a bit shocked - my mother was a liar? - and then I realized that she had to lie.
Oh Orphan, I think we have the same mum!