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<blockquote data-quote="BusynMember" data-source="post: 633357" data-attributes="member: 1550"><p>Janet, I understand. I always wished my mom would love me too. Fortunately for me, I came to the realization it would not happen before she died. When she got sick, I had no intention of helping her and it would not have made me feel guilty if I had been her only child. Giving birth to me, in my opinion, did not bond us or make me responsible for her. In fact, she told me many times, "I never felt any love for you when I was pregnant, but all my friends said I'd love you as soon as I held you. But I didn't. I felt nothing. Absolutely nothing." This is verbatim. She told me so often that I remember it verbatim. My mom was also not in her right mind when she died. She had brain cancer. I did call her at the nursing home and she was actually nice to me...lol. She had no idea who I was.</p><p></p><p>My mom could have known her grandchildren. She did know my sisters children, but did not want to know mine. That was fine. I didn't want her to have a chance at THEM too. I didn't want them to be exposed to her toxicity. When she disinherited me and didn't even mention me as her child, I felt like she'd slapped me from the grave. It took me two years to recover fully from the truth...she really had not loved me. I don't know why it hit me after she died. It was something I had figured out long before her passing. But I did get over it.</p><p></p><p>I am glad that I did not go take care of her when she was sick. She would not have done it for me or any of my children. If she had been nice to my kids, I would have forgiven her not loving me, but she didn't acknowledge them...not even a card on their birthday. It was not adoption related. SHe seemed to hate 36 more than any of them, like he was some sort of threat to my sister's "perfect" (in her eyes) children. When you dis me, I can handle it. When you include my children, you will get nothing from me. My sister had to take care of her. But if there had been no sister, I still would not have done it. I would do it for my father, and he wasn't THAT nice, but he did come through sometimes, I know he loved me and he was nice to my kids. But my mother...far as I'm concerned she was just a person whose womb I grew in. Any olive branch I offered her, she turned away. That's why I don't get why people whose parents were even MORE horrible than she was would care for them in the end. Janet, I thank you for a very personal, touching post that explained it to me, at least in your case. That must have been very heartbreaking.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="BusynMember, post: 633357, member: 1550"] Janet, I understand. I always wished my mom would love me too. Fortunately for me, I came to the realization it would not happen before she died. When she got sick, I had no intention of helping her and it would not have made me feel guilty if I had been her only child. Giving birth to me, in my opinion, did not bond us or make me responsible for her. In fact, she told me many times, "I never felt any love for you when I was pregnant, but all my friends said I'd love you as soon as I held you. But I didn't. I felt nothing. Absolutely nothing." This is verbatim. She told me so often that I remember it verbatim. My mom was also not in her right mind when she died. She had brain cancer. I did call her at the nursing home and she was actually nice to me...lol. She had no idea who I was. My mom could have known her grandchildren. She did know my sisters children, but did not want to know mine. That was fine. I didn't want her to have a chance at THEM too. I didn't want them to be exposed to her toxicity. When she disinherited me and didn't even mention me as her child, I felt like she'd slapped me from the grave. It took me two years to recover fully from the truth...she really had not loved me. I don't know why it hit me after she died. It was something I had figured out long before her passing. But I did get over it. I am glad that I did not go take care of her when she was sick. She would not have done it for me or any of my children. If she had been nice to my kids, I would have forgiven her not loving me, but she didn't acknowledge them...not even a card on their birthday. It was not adoption related. SHe seemed to hate 36 more than any of them, like he was some sort of threat to my sister's "perfect" (in her eyes) children. When you dis me, I can handle it. When you include my children, you will get nothing from me. My sister had to take care of her. But if there had been no sister, I still would not have done it. I would do it for my father, and he wasn't THAT nice, but he did come through sometimes, I know he loved me and he was nice to my kids. But my mother...far as I'm concerned she was just a person whose womb I grew in. Any olive branch I offered her, she turned away. That's why I don't get why people whose parents were even MORE horrible than she was would care for them in the end. Janet, I thank you for a very personal, touching post that explained it to me, at least in your case. That must have been very heartbreaking. [/QUOTE]
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