I've never had a healthy relationship with my mom, I can't even stay on the phone with her for 2 mins. cos frankly, there's nothing to talk about, we have nothing in common.
It's been like that since my childhood days. I was always reserved, and loved being alone, but was constantly forced to interact with the rest of the family. I wasn't weird, I was just introverted. But she'd never understand.
But that's by the way.
I'm lucky because I found a mother somewhere else. My best friends mom.
She's everything I always looked for in a mom, and the closest thing to my ideal definition of a mothers love that Ive felt all my life. She took me in and treated me like one of her own, Until I left her house in 2017 to be on my own. God keep her for me.
I Love my mom still, and I'm working actively on forgiving her completely. It's tough, but I'm trying.
I concluded that we probably won't have that relationship I always hoped for, But I'd keep her as close as I can at least. God help me.
Thank you so much Amanda, this letter is very timely. I have been thinking a lot and trying to figure things out about myself lately, a lot can be traced to my childhood. I've not had the best relationship with my parents and I am working on having those difficult conversations with them.
This piece is what I needed to hear, because sometimes it's hard to reach a level of understanding with African parents. I also want to to grow and seek self validation
I've never had a healthy relationship with my mom, I can't even stay on the phone with her for 2 mins. cos frankly, there's nothing to talk about, we have nothing in common.
It's been like that since my childhood days. I was always reserved, and loved being alone, but was constantly forced to interact with the rest of the family. I wasn't weird, I was just introverted. But she'd never understand.
But that's by the way.
I'm lucky because I found a mother somewhere else. My best friends mom.
She's everything I always looked for in a mom, and the closest thing to my ideal definition of a mothers love that Ive felt all my life. She took me in and treated me like one of her own, Until I left her house in 2017 to be on my own. God keep her for me.
I Love my mom still, and I'm working actively on forgiving her completely. It's tough, but I'm trying.
I concluded that we probably won't have that relationship I always hoped for, But I'd keep her as close as I can at least. God help me.
Thank you so much Amanda, this letter is very timely. I have been thinking a lot and trying to figure things out about myself lately, a lot can be traced to my childhood. I've not had the best relationship with my parents and I am working on having those difficult conversations with them.
This piece is what I needed to hear, because sometimes it's hard to reach a level of understanding with African parents. I also want to to grow and seek self validation