RootBeerFloatie wrote:Wow. My single mother died of cancer when I was nine, and I don't ever remember a moment that I was supposed to be taking care of her. She acted so normal up until her last hospitalization that her death caught me completely off guard because she didn't seem that sick at all. We stayed with friends at the very end, but she never stopped taking care of us.
These girls seemed to have been raised in a world where they were either completely ignored or being used for emotional support. They grew up with the mindset that their mother is the most important person in the house, and that mothers are allowed to be selfish even to the detriment of their children. Now that they've grown up to be mothers themselves, they expect their children to give them all of the love and attention that was so lacking in their own childhoods. It's their turn to be the center of attention, everyone else be damned.
That's exactly it.
And I am so sorry about your mom. How awful for you!
Personal, but with a point-- I remember telling my mom that I never really understood how much she loved me until I had kids. That once I had them, I realized that the way I feel about them, the heart-bursting love, and desire to absorb any hurt that might come to them so they could live life happy and untouched by heartbreak, was the way she felt about me. Her response, "well, duh. I tried to tell you!" She actually flew across country and drove back from Pennsylvania to California in a Mazda with no A/C to save me from an abusive relationship. I can't see these ladies inconveniencing themselves like that for their children. But they wouldn't want their children to be that far away to begin with. Gotta stay in town and worship the cult of Mama.
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