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DoubleRings · 51-55, F
Love is a complicated thing. Although I absolutely know my mom loved me, there were times when I felt other things came first like her alcohol habit. One time as a young adult I asked her that very question - if she loved me - because I was so tired of dealing with the rages. I left home soon as I could.
Perhaps the more important question though, is do you love yourself?
Perhaps the more important question though, is do you love yourself?
@DoubleRings I'm so sorry about what you have gone through. 🥹 How is your relationship with her now?
Also, your question is very valid.
I think when I feel like I have no inner positive energy from me, I try to get it from others. Same for love apparently. 💔
Also, your question is very valid.
I think when I feel like I have no inner positive energy from me, I try to get it from others. Same for love apparently. 💔
DoubleRings · 51-55, F
@AoNoSora my mom passed over a decade ago. When I left it wasn’t on good terms -I was in a good financial position to live on my own and we had our final blowout about the drinking. I told her the drinking stops or I’m out. And I was serious. I was an adult but still in school and hoping it would go smoothly. She seemed amenable to discussion but my dad shot his mouth off saying if I didn’t like how things go in the house “there’s the door”. I was tired of his shit too. He was trying to call my bluff and so I called his, and used the door. It took several months for us to even talk again, but we were certainly a better team at the end of her life - she ultimately had to stop drinking over the years bc of a medical complication. She was a much nicer person when sober. Her death was pretty traumatic for me and put me in your position. Feeling like no one loved me. And I needed to be loved. So when I look back, it’s still hard for me to believe, but I think the problem was I didn’t love myself…