I have seen it many, many times. Sometimes on internet message boards, sometimes in life (I’m not pointing any fingers) but people bitch about their Moms. Mostly girls do this it seems, but not always.
“Well my Mom did this….”, or “My Mom sent me this….”, or “My Mom told me this……”, or “My Mom is a pain because….”, or whatever. I’m not trying to raise any specific point, just the tone of the gripping in general gets on my nerves.
I know that all Moms are not saints, and I’m not trying to solicit ‘tell me your worst mom’ stories, actually, please don’t share those stories at all in this thread. You can create another one for that.
What gets to me is people complaining about their Moms for mundane stuff. I lost my Mom when I was 14. Actually I lost her when I was 10, it took a few years for the disease to do her in. You know what? I wish she was here to give me the mundane troubles I hear complained about.
I’m not entirely sure what prompted me to post this, other than to suggest to others to appreciate what you got. It’s been years and I still have a big empty in my life.
I love you Mom.
FWIW, my mom died when I was 15. She was a bi-polar, alcoholic but I loved her dearly despite the major problems that the two issues brought about. I am currently trying to gain contact with my b-mom (not to be my mom but to meet the woman that brought me life.)
With that said, I agree. Even if your momma aint the best woman in the world, there are lot of people out there living with similar or worse circumstances that wish for a mom like you have or to even just have a mom, freakish attitude or not.
You damn well better believe I appreciate my mom. Cause if I didn’t she’d put me into a headlock! Seriously though my mom is one of the nicest, funniest, most caring females, no scratch that, persons I’ve ever met in my entire life. I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have dear ol’ mom to turn to.
I appreciate my Mom like no other person on this earth and I’ve told her so. She raised six kids by herself and we all grew up into pretty good individuals. (Which includes me too I guess- maybe.)
I’m sorry, but no. Just because someone MIGHT have it worse somewhere, I should appreciate my mother, and overlook what she does?
BULLSHIT.
I don’t think that’s what the OP meant. Your mom is a person, capable of making mistakes… and you don’t have to “like” her, or even totally respect her for what she does.
Still, your mom is your mom. She brought you into this world more than likely, and if she didn’t, then she at least raised you, and you owe her that much respect. Do you agree?
[sub]BTW - I love my mama. Best mom I’ve ever had. 
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No.
I love my mom. I know she’s not perfect, but then neither am I. She doesn’t focus on my warts and imperfections, or try to measure her love out accordingly. So neither do I when it comes to her. It’s an agreement that has suited us both admirably, and I hope I’ll be the same with my son. We’re actually a lot alike (our flaws are pretty similar) so that makes us especially sympathetic to each other’s shortcomings. But I’d say this is a family rule in the Cranky house: you love and accept each other AS YOU ARE, and in return try not to inflict your flaws on each other overmuch.
My mom recently flew out to stay with us for 10 days. She did all our backed-up laundry, cooked the meals, took down the holiday decorations, shopped for groceries, organized my cupboards, did the mending, took care of our son, and about a hundred other things I’ve been neglecting. All so I could work on my dissertation without guilt, worry, or distractions. She’s coming back for a week in April for the same purpose. God love her.
I miss my mom. I got a package from home the other day, and when I opened it, it smelled like home. Made me all sniffly and teary-eyed.
My mom and I have definitely had our differences and our arguments, and her “disapproval” of me hurts like nothing else, but I know she loves me for who I am.
Care to elaborate?
And please don’t look at this as a flame. It’s not. And I’m not looking for you to share your story if you don’t want to. I’d hate to drudge up anything that makes you feel bad, or makes you think about something you either shouldn’t or don’t want to. I’m just wondering if you have absolutely no respect for your mom whatsoever, and how?
Dunno if Hastur will share his story, but I’ll give the highlights of mine.
My mother does NOT love me for who I am. My mother, honestly, has no IDEA of who I am, because if I told her who I am, she would flip.
My mother has told me to my FACE that “The reason you’ve never had a boyfriend is because you’re fat.” She later then said she couldn’t understand how on EARTH that could upset me.
My mother has told me I will never be happy unless I weigh 165 pounds. Ironically, when I weighed that in high school, I was too fat THEN, too.
My mother has read my journal. The one I had kept for over 5 years, in the SAME notebook, and then tried to tell me she didn’t know what it was.
My mother has honestly either created, or intensified every negative thought I have ever had. Her comments drove me to attempt suicide while I was in college. My mother has made me the mental MESS that I have spent 5 years and thousands of dollars to unravel.
I owe her nothing.