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The Mother Who Didn't Like Her Child

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Awww, Ruby..... I hate it that you had to go through so much pain. I have always enjoyed your posts and insights.

I, like sirI, was a favorite, so I can't relate, but it makes my heart break that my siblings may have some of the feelings you do.

I just want to offer you hugs and warm wishes. You are a valuable person who has given all of us on AN a gift with your presence. Thank you so much for persevering!

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Ruby,

I am sorry that you went through that. My mother didn't like me either and still doesn't. The only time that she was ever nice to me was when it was in spite of my father (they were divorced and she hated him). If she thought it would make Dad mad then she was 100% on my side. The results of that was an extremely angry and rebellious teenager who had no respect for her (or anybody) and we still aren't close to this day. My grades in high school for awful, I failed the 9th grade and tried hard to drop out. I thought I was stupid and worthless and I was living up to it. My Dad has always been very loving but he married a woman who hated me. She was so mean to me all the time and that made things worse. Dad had a job that required he not be home a lot and when he was gone it was even worse. I remember lying in my bed at night and I could hear her walking throught the house. I would lay in bed and pray that she didn't open my door. She was also verbally abusive-calling me stupid. She favored my youngest sibling. The best thing that ever happened to me was getting pregnant with my son and marrying my husband. It changed my life. I probably would have been in jail had I continued on. I did not care.

My real Mom has mental issues that make it complicated too. I try to understand that and not take it too personal. Anyways-the experiences really do scar for life. They stay with you and no matter how hard you try to bury it, they resurface from time to time. My memories are Mom yelling "I wish I never had kids!' or the infamous "I'll never have anything because of my stupid, bratty kids!" Those memories make me a great mother. I would never call my son a name nor make him feel worthless or inferior. I try to take what happened to me and use it as a reminder to never make my son feel that way. This post does strike a nerve. As I read it, I was reminded of my childhood in so many ways. Best of luck to you.

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I was adopted (on purpose- duh). Never knew if mom liked me. Figured out in my 30s she was incapable d/t improper handling of the deaths of two newborns (never left the hospital). She never got to see them.

Her problem....nothing to do with me. She was abusive. Yeah- I got the brunt- still her problem. It would have been any kid. Just happened to be me.

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