I want to hear some of these "endless cat stories" (that could be a separate thread!).
As for me, it's complicated. I know for a fact I love myself the best. My mother is my only biological parent still alive. My biological father suffered a stroke due to agent Orange and died 8 years on in 1990. My mother shortly remarried, and he is a great family man, but we're just of different temperament, so some tension has developed over the years, but they're both well respected people. And he adopted me, which I'm happy about.
My mother and I have been on different wavelengths ever since our first family meeting after her remarriage. She confronted me about how I seemed distant toward my adopted father that day, but then I came up with some issues I actually had with her, not him. It got emotional, and her feelings were hurt. She is indeed a very emotional person, and that's hard for me to handle. She is also a chatterbox, which I am not. She was also neglectful of teaching me "life 101" stuff. She was terrified not to do basic adulting things for me, and I never knew how to stand up to her, because I felt like a man standing on train tracks waiting for the next BNSF to Santa Barbara, as if my standing there would stop it n its tracks. I just never learned to be a good self-advocate.
Both of my parents mean well, and we are in touch almost daily, but I am a very different person than them.
As for me, it's complicated. I know for a fact I love myself the best. My mother is my only biological parent still alive. My biological father suffered a stroke due to agent Orange and died 8 years on in 1990. My mother shortly remarried, and he is a great family man, but we're just of different temperament, so some tension has developed over the years, but they're both well respected people. And he adopted me, which I'm happy about.
My mother and I have been on different wavelengths ever since our first family meeting after her remarriage. She confronted me about how I seemed distant toward my adopted father that day, but then I came up with some issues I actually had with her, not him. It got emotional, and her feelings were hurt. She is indeed a very emotional person, and that's hard for me to handle. She is also a chatterbox, which I am not. She was also neglectful of teaching me "life 101" stuff. She was terrified not to do basic adulting things for me, and I never knew how to stand up to her, because I felt like a man standing on train tracks waiting for the next BNSF to Santa Barbara, as if my standing there would stop it n its tracks. I just never learned to be a good self-advocate.
Both of my parents mean well, and we are in touch almost daily, but I am a very different person than them.
"For me, it is far better to grasp the Universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring." - Carl Sagan
