Dear James and Bean
I appreciate your posts. They are some of the most valuable I have ever seen on the board.
I have been in a period of grief as I truly face my parents. It is like mourning a death.
I thought my parents were good and I was bad, as all children do. I took every little thing they did for me, such as sending me Birthday presents, as evidence that they loved me .
Meanwhile, I thought *I* was not worthy to eat or breathe.
I have realized that my H is very close to an N, if not one.
After all the years of marrige and my N H colluding with my NM, I did not think I was worth anything at all.
I am facing that my parents did not love me. How could you leave your D and small children in an abusive marriage where the door lock has to be replaced over and over b/c it is broken down in a rage?My F's comment to that was "That is life."
If you loved an animal, you would help it more than that.
My M was available for all the "good" times, graduations, births, etc but not when I needed s/one in a real way. Then, she made it clear that I made my bed and I must lie in it.
So, is that love? I don't think so. It is s/one who has no empathy and feeling.
Thank you, dear friends. I appreciate your discussion. Love Ami