eaglesfem
Rough_Rock
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- Apr 12, 2008
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I have a bit of a problem, and I have been thinking about it a lot, and still do not know what to do, so I thought I would post to see what other people would do in my situation.
I have never really got along with my mother, when I was very young she started taking hard drugs, along with my father, so life at home was hard. I hardly went to school as they would be out of it and not bother taking me. The drugs made them both paranoid, if I said something it was always taken the wrong way, and she would tell me I didnt really mean what I said and why didnt I just say what I meant, etc etc. They would both do strange things, like I would come down in the morning to find they had both stayed up all night ripping the wallpaper off the walls because "people were hiding things under the wallpaper" the phoneline would be ripped out of the wall as "people were listening" i couldnt have friends because "they were the only friends I needed" the list is endless, i witnessed them taking drugs on an almost daily basis, and was taken with them to buy their drugs, I got left with strangers, and without going into it, I was left with the wrong person one night and I lost something I would never get back..
Anyway, Im older now, and I live 300 miles away from them. I needed to get away and live a normal life. I met my bf, and he has shown me that life can be good. Mother stopped taking the drugs around the same time as I met him, alomst 6 years ago. She made it clear from the start that she hated him, she tried to split us up, and when that didnt work she would call his parents and his work all the time until his boss put a stop to it by telling her if she called one more time he would get the police on her for harrasment.
She has various reasons for hating him, at first when we were long distance it was because "he was a stranger and he could be a murderer", then she found out he was irish and all of a sudden he was a "terroist" (no offence intended at all), then it was because he was putting my life in danger by making me get on a plane to travel to see him..seriously have you ever heard anything so messed up?
Anyway, we are both at the point in life where we want to get married, he is planning something, hes looking at rings, hes told his mum that he will marry me, etc, but I dont know what to do about a wedding.
As in, do I even invite my mum? what good will come of it? I just keep thinking to myself that I only plan on getting married once, and she is my mother after all, she should be there right??
As a side note, mum got the internet a few months ago and found me on a social networking site, she messaged me (i had not seen her for two years before that) and we got talking. we were at the point of being kind of alright with each other, then she deletes me after sending me a message saying "I think its best this way"
as another side note, she has never admitted to what she did when I was young, and at one point even denied it saying i was making it up, hence never appologising for anything. I just feel a bit lost.
I have never really got along with my mother, when I was very young she started taking hard drugs, along with my father, so life at home was hard. I hardly went to school as they would be out of it and not bother taking me. The drugs made them both paranoid, if I said something it was always taken the wrong way, and she would tell me I didnt really mean what I said and why didnt I just say what I meant, etc etc. They would both do strange things, like I would come down in the morning to find they had both stayed up all night ripping the wallpaper off the walls because "people were hiding things under the wallpaper" the phoneline would be ripped out of the wall as "people were listening" i couldnt have friends because "they were the only friends I needed" the list is endless, i witnessed them taking drugs on an almost daily basis, and was taken with them to buy their drugs, I got left with strangers, and without going into it, I was left with the wrong person one night and I lost something I would never get back..
Anyway, Im older now, and I live 300 miles away from them. I needed to get away and live a normal life. I met my bf, and he has shown me that life can be good. Mother stopped taking the drugs around the same time as I met him, alomst 6 years ago. She made it clear from the start that she hated him, she tried to split us up, and when that didnt work she would call his parents and his work all the time until his boss put a stop to it by telling her if she called one more time he would get the police on her for harrasment.
She has various reasons for hating him, at first when we were long distance it was because "he was a stranger and he could be a murderer", then she found out he was irish and all of a sudden he was a "terroist" (no offence intended at all), then it was because he was putting my life in danger by making me get on a plane to travel to see him..seriously have you ever heard anything so messed up?
Anyway, we are both at the point in life where we want to get married, he is planning something, hes looking at rings, hes told his mum that he will marry me, etc, but I dont know what to do about a wedding.
As in, do I even invite my mum? what good will come of it? I just keep thinking to myself that I only plan on getting married once, and she is my mother after all, she should be there right??
As a side note, mum got the internet a few months ago and found me on a social networking site, she messaged me (i had not seen her for two years before that) and we got talking. we were at the point of being kind of alright with each other, then she deletes me after sending me a message saying "I think its best this way"
as another side note, she has never admitted to what she did when I was young, and at one point even denied it saying i was making it up, hence never appologising for anything. I just feel a bit lost.