Breaking her other foot
May. 30th, 2013 07:46 amMany years ago, when I was learning to drive, both of my parents gave me lessons. I'd say it was about 80% my mother and 20% my father, mostly because my father was usually at work.
I preferred my father's instructions as my mother was very critical of my skill at driving. My driving school instructor said I did very well. My father said I did very well. My mother said I was risking her life frequently.
One day I was picking her up at church. As she got into the car, my foot shifted on the brake and the car moved a small amount.
"Go ahead and break my other foot why don't you!" my mother shouted at me.
On my mother's 6th birthday she had been in a very bad car accident and almost lost her leg. She was in a cast for more than a year and had to learn to walk again.
It was never my driving that bothered her. It was that car accident 25 years before I was born.
This is the sort of thing that caused me to break off relations with my mother.
I made plenty of mistakes growing up, and still do. I would always do my best to try and make up for the mistakes I made and was frequently told I did not do well enough.
But, I came to realize, I wasn't just making up for my own, but for my father's, grandfather's, grandmother's and everyone else who had ever let my mother down.
I could take fixing my own mistakes. But, I couldn't take the pile of all of the other folks on top of me while I tried to do it. And, I'd never be able to fix things like car accidents decades before my birth.
So, I gave up trying and moved on with my life.
It is certainly not a perfect solution. I do miss out on any positives that having a mother in my life might provide. But, the weight of all those others that come with that far outweighs it.
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Date: 2013-05-30 12:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-05-30 02:23 pm (UTC)I'm glad you were able to realize that.
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Date: 2013-05-30 03:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-05-30 03:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-05-30 05:26 pm (UTC)though i have to admit that i wish a broken bone could somehow manage to wake your mother up.
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Date: 2013-05-30 09:35 pm (UTC)But thankfully you're able to see this clearly and keep her from hurting you even more. She'd probably love the chance, actually, Frank. (And isn't that a shame? Making you feel bad would make her feel good. Why? Who knows...)
I've seen this over and over again -- you're not the only one who has this issue. But you're dealing with it in a very smart way. Good for you.
(hugs)
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