Miss Sparkly
Brilliant_Rock
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Growing up my mother was not the best mother. She was continuously verbally abusive and would constantly put me down for anything and everything. My dad was my savior and did his best to shield me from what he could. At age 11 my mother left us, stating that she no longer wanted the responsibility. Initially there wasn't even a place for me to stay at her apartment. She didn't feel it was necessary to have me over that long, even though I had always tried to have a real relationship with her. When my parents sold the house they jointly shared they ended up buying a duplex. The idea being that because I couldn't drive, and that they were still "friends", that it would be a good solution. I lived with my dad and would see my mom periodically. Fast forward several years. My mom, hoping to get $$$$ from my dad filed for divorce. This for me was a great thing. It was about darn time and it scared the crap out of me that my mom would rack up huge medical bills (she has a lot of problems from not taking care of herself/mental health issues). Now he doesn't have to worry about that. Part of the divorce was to sell the duplex. Dad called me last night to let me know that they finally have an accepted offer. He is ecstatic to move into his new townhouse and I am very excited for him too. What I didn't expect is my wounded heart to be opened up again. Having my parents separated and living a wall apart helped significantly with my mom's verbal abuse. She still did it, but not nearly as much. All three of us could still go to dinner together, or on shopping trips, and usually have a good time. But now, now that they are officially divorced, and are going to be moving apart, and the fact that my dad hates my mom at this point means that the only family structure that I knew really is gone. Forever. My friends and DH do not understand. To them it was broken years ago when my mom walked out. To me it was only cracked then, now it is shattered. I have set up an appointment with my wonderful psychologist but that isn't until the end of October (he is a popular guy!). Just trying to make sense of what I'm feeling right now...Any thoughts, stories, etc would be greatly appreciated. Thank you 