Storm,
I remember moving into my first apartment which I shared with three other young women. After one of my mother's nasty phone calls where she told me she was going to go to my workplace and tell them what I was really like, blah blah more abuse. I put down the phone and went into the kitchen where one of my roommates was cooking. I said in a very calm voice "I hate my mother" her response was You can't say that.
Oh, ye Gods and little fishes. The one I always got was 'But you know she reeeeeeally loves youuuuuu....." said, always, with a look of absolute terror on the person's face. Panic. Deer in headlights.
It took me years to realize that the reason my insight was pushed away so violently was that these women were themselves (a) being abused (b) usually by their mothers and (c) in frantic denial about it.
My mother was a fully fledged N and I hated her for most of my life. She is dead for a number of years now. I do not hate her anymore, I feel sorry that she had such lovely children who were nothing more than objects to her but I am glad that I do not have any interaction with her anymore. I guess I feel so little for her it is amazing. Think maybe all the therapy worked in that the hatred for her is gone from me and does not hurt me anymore.
There are plenty of bad mothers out there.
I came to hate mine gradually, and it peaked after her death when I found out the truth about so many things... primarily just how much she had hated me, all the while using and taking all that she could. She died just over six years ago, and only now can I pity her. I was numb for a couple of years after the anger wore off - now, thank God, I pity her, but it took
more than half a decade!I read this book. I like the way it dealt with the "Bad Mommy Taboo". I have been on the receiving end of this as well. I get the "Well it's your mother" as though this is an excuse for parents to do anything to their children and the children must accept this without question.
That's exactly what it's like. As though parents have no obligation at all to be decent to their kids... no obligation to be good parents if they have chosen to be parents at all. Then we wonder why so many people are so messed up!
To think that all parents are good and all parents love their children in magical thinking and the first step to healing I believe is to remove this idea from our minds.
Lib
I agree so much, Lib! It isn't 'comforting lies' that set us free, it isn't 'slightly reduced denial' or 'politically correct perceptions' - it's the TRUTH that sets us free. And a lot of the time the truth isn't very pretty, and people are afraid of seeing it themselves - so the simplest form of self-protection is to make sure nobody else ever gets to it either....
And that's where a lot of these 'perceptual taboos' come from. We all know, intellectually, that there HAVE to be 'bad mothers', and LOTS of them, even, for so many people to be so messed up! We all know our OWN mothers - or fathers -
must have fallen down on the job
somewhere or we wouldn't be on this board trying to glue our lives back together! But the pressure of denial upon us, from society and even sometimes from our own training, is so fierce.
Even that bit about 'oh, they did the best they could'.
Well, some of them didn't always.
And sometimes they knew it.
And sometimes they didn't do their best because they just didn't want to!
And they knew that too.
Hugs,
Stormy