Why do I Put Myself Through The Torture?
I called my mom the other day to wish her a Happy Thanksgiving. The conversation went the way it always does. After the opening pleasantries, it was basically her telling me everything that is going on in her life. This would be fine, but I can never get in a word.
I get to listen to how her job is going, how the new puppy is doing, and how her boyfriend is doing. These are all well and good, but when she starts telling me how things are going with people I have never met, never seen, and certainly have no vested interest in, it get old.
She will go on for 15 minutes about how her friend so-and-so is doing, how her kids are, and about her various illnesses, and I have never met this person.
It would be nice if she would take the same interest in me. She never asks how my job is going, how I am feeling, and if I try to bring it up, she steers the conversation back to her and her friends.
BH tells me that is because I am the only one of her kids that turned out okay, and she doesn't worry about me. Okay, but it would be nice to feel like she at least cares.
I remember one at one point a few years back, BH and I were having some problems, and it looked like we may get divorced. I called my Mom for some sympathy, and within 2 minutes she was telling about a friend of hers at work that got divorced the year before.
She never let me talk about what I needed to at that time. It gets old.
Maybe I am making to much of this, but she is the only parent I have left, and I am not real close to either of my sisters. I guess sometimes you just need to talk to family.
Later,
Deej
I get to listen to how her job is going, how the new puppy is doing, and how her boyfriend is doing. These are all well and good, but when she starts telling me how things are going with people I have never met, never seen, and certainly have no vested interest in, it get old.
She will go on for 15 minutes about how her friend so-and-so is doing, how her kids are, and about her various illnesses, and I have never met this person.
It would be nice if she would take the same interest in me. She never asks how my job is going, how I am feeling, and if I try to bring it up, she steers the conversation back to her and her friends.
BH tells me that is because I am the only one of her kids that turned out okay, and she doesn't worry about me. Okay, but it would be nice to feel like she at least cares.
I remember one at one point a few years back, BH and I were having some problems, and it looked like we may get divorced. I called my Mom for some sympathy, and within 2 minutes she was telling about a friend of hers at work that got divorced the year before.
She never let me talk about what I needed to at that time. It gets old.
Maybe I am making to much of this, but she is the only parent I have left, and I am not real close to either of my sisters. I guess sometimes you just need to talk to family.
Later,
Deej
posted by deejinator at 2:35 PM
2 Comments:
Deej, I am sure she would be there for you in a crisis. She is your mother and will give you that hug. You do have to remember, with age, certain things slip. Like my grandma, she just... kiddin' :).
When you really need her, let her know. But don't forget those others out there who will help as well.
Thanks Romie. You are right in that she would be there in a crisis, but sometimes it would be nice for her to be there in the non-crisis times.
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