where do i even start?
my mother and i are no longer speaking.
this has been a long coming (truly 24 years, but knowingly about 3) decision that i never really wanted to make and have tried very hard to avoid.
i just dont know what a person is to do when they're parent, having actually been no parent at all, seems to be in the most literal sense, crazy. i dont know how to reason with someone that has no reason, and i dont know how to be in a relationship with someone who takes no responsibility in life. i have tried and tried and tried to have a relationship with her, i have tried to understand her... everyone said when i was pregnant with ara 'when you have a kid you'll understand your mother more' but from the moment arabella was born it has only become harder for me to understand a parent like my mother, to understand or find any reason in the things she has said and done (and continues to say and do) to her children. arabella is EVERYTHING to me, and i would do ANYTHING for her. i have changed my whole life for her... so trying to relate those feelings with a woman who feels it is beneficial to blame her child for their being molested seems beyond impossible. ...
besides the feelings of not understanding her, i still have a heart and although i dont respect my mother, she is and always will be my mother. .. and that leaves me open to pain from the things she says or does to me. i am not hurt that she couldn't protect me when i was little, and i'm not angry about it, i understand that she was not able to make good decisions in the state of mind she was in... but i am hurt that when she asked me if i felt like she had protected me and i said no her response was not 'i'm sorry i couldn't protect you, i'm sorry i didn't' her response was 'well you're the one who asked to stay the night in their room' (referring to the person who molested me)... like that means it was my fault because as a 6 year old i wanted to hang out with someone i
thought was cool.
its things like this that make me honestly wonder, is there a chemical imbalance that is making her this way? or is this how some people really feel about their children? is this just selfishness? what is it? because i have no way to understand how a person could say such a thing to their daughter.. and honestly this situation is such a tiny tip of a very very large iceberg of things she has said and done to me, my sister and brother and never taken responsibility for but adamantly defended.
after telling me, not is so may words, that me being molested was my fault, and that i 'just need to get over it' she took the liberty of calling my whole family and telling them that i was the one who brought up the conversation and that i wouldn't forgive her.... i dont feel that anyone else should have been brought into the conversation, but now... everyone is... and the story they were told was so far from the truth. if you're wondering at this point why i am writing this on here, it is my way of release, writing... allowing other people into my mind, and sometimes finding people who relate.. etc. i feel like my mind is blown to pieces, i feel like there is no way to make it understand that my mother would do treat me this way.... and yet she always has, so i wonder why its even a shock... is it because i've been hoping for so long for change that i was actually starting to believe it possible? maybe. i lived a life of constantly being manipulated by her and although i have not allowed her to manipulate me these past 3 years (thank God for seth) at times like this i am vulnerable to that... to being manipulated into playing her game, wanting to defend myself to ones she's lying to.. but i have to stop myself, not call them all to explain and trust that i have shown who i am and believe that truth always triumphs in the end.
as hard as all that is, its a lot easier than the task that comes next and will continue to come until somehow it is
overcome... and that is understanding that i have no mother, and i never will. feeling the pain of that once again, and allowing it be healed just a little bit more every time. i will never experience the love and safety that so many feel in the arms of their mother, and that's ok i think millions of people have it worse off than me, my life is wonderful.. but that does not change this reality, that i have lived a life never knowing the love of a parent... and it takes a lot to somehow heal from that, because no person, no child should ever live a life like that, its not natural. i am thankful that in all of this i get to step up and be the mother, i get to love my little girls in all the ways i never had, in all the ways i always dreamed of. i get to make a life for them that little skylana would never even think was possible... i have the power to change the cycle, and i will. i will love them, protect them, teach them, hold them, listen to them, appreciate them put their needs above my desires all my life. the reward for me in all of this is that although i may not ever get the love of a parent, in giving it i will understand what that kind of love is, and what it means... what it was supposed to be for me... what its supposed to be for every child... and i really believe that understanding that love is what will continually bring me closer to God and hopefully finding more and more understanding of who he is and what i believe about him.
so after all this, i decided i can no longer allow my mom in our life, arabellas or mine, not forever hopefully, but certainly for now. i tried to find reason in allowing her to be a part of arabellas life for the past two years, because i dont think its good to keep grand kids from their grandparents unless the bad outweighs the good... and after these two years i can see, the bad outweighs the good. if it were just up to seth this probably would have happened a long time ago, its easier for him to see the things that are unhealthy and he has no reason to keep my mother close, except for me... and he has been so great about whatever i needed in this situation and waiting on me and being supportive of me in whatever i wanted to do in regards to my mother... he is the best.
anyway, does anyone else relate to this? i seem to always pick friends who grew up with almost the opposite upbringing than i did... maybe subconsciously surrounding myself with stable people for my benefit.. ha... but seriously, it helps me so much to hear from people who can relate, to know i'm not alone.