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They're there for you when nobody else is, and understand without  you having to explain. Have your loved ones shown you the true meaning of the word "family" with their actions? Share your story.

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March 1, 2007, 11:06 am PST

Sister with no boundaries

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 I just found out recently that my older sister has been seeing the guy I dated for five years and was engaged to for two.. Things did not work out for us mainly because he could not stop dragging his feet about moving forward. I ended it not because i wanted to, but because I was feeling a little lonely and betrayed by the back burner!  I mean after five years we were not even living together.. Guess i felt like he was "just not that into me"!

 

Anyway, my sister knew how I felt about this guy especially since he had called my step-father and had left some gifts for my children and I at x-mas. I emailed him to let him know i got the stuff he brought and told him i would talk to him more when time allowed.(I am single, full-time working mom who takes care of my step-father at night because he is paralyzed and lives alone).  He called my house to wish us a haapy new year and i saw him where i work and we had a nice conversation--leaving room for the possibility of reconciling. I told him I would call him! Somewhere in between there my sister phoned him one night while she was at the bar and ask him to come get her because she "too drunk" to drive. He did! She told him I wanted nothing to do with him and of course, she didn't know why because he was a great guy...... You Can see where that went... I was informed by my mother who was "suspicous" and eventually seen it for myself!  Completely devistated and crushed! Especially since she was with my children's father after we had split and he was very abusive to me while we were together.   She is 34 now and i guess i had thought she grew up and out of my men and into her own. NOT!!!!!

 

Anyhow, my question is that my family, while they "disapprove" still treats her as if she is doing nothing wrong when they see her. They completely say nothing and smile giving her a sense of security about her actions. They pretty much kiss her butt because they don't want o hear her mouth!! She has lived with her son at my mother's for 11 years never having to pay a dime and insisting she shouldn't have to because my other sibling hasn't in the past. She does not care for her son, we all do and have. Yeah shes there, but only to shower and play dress up for whatever guy she is dating (and I use that term loosely)! Am I being unreasonable to expect them to atleast make her feel a little uncomfortable about this and at the very least remind her what she is doing is WRONG!!!!!! They all tell me they agree with me, but none of them have a backbone to tell her!  I am considering closing them all out for a little while, so I can regain my composure because they don't mind bringing it up to me, they just don't want to hear my feelings about all this.. And part of me wants them to cold shoulder her for a while and let her feel what her actions are responsible for!!

Your sister is the type of woman who has no self respect and little to no self esteem. I can understand where you are coming from; I think that if I were in your shoes, I would want my family to ‘cold shoulder’ the sister, too- BUT- you have no control over other people, over what they say, do or think. The only person that you have any control over is yourself.

In my opinion, you don’t have to totally cut communication with your family or alienate yourself. Instead, attempt to create healthier relationships with all of them. What you need to do is create and enforce healthy boundaries with them, it is never too late to do that. Do you want them to not talk about your sister and her escapades? Then speak up and say so. Simply say, “I seriously don’t want to hear about what she is up to.” And then, change the subject.

Remember this: your sister did not steal this man like a pack of gum, he went with her willingly. They both have made choices that are hurtful to you. Living well is the best revenge. Regarding the fact that your sister doesn’t pay rent and doesn’t’ take care of her child, etc.- that isn’t your business, you shouldn‘t be wasting your energy focusing on that stuff; sure, it is something to b*tch about, something to gossip about, etc., but does it create any positive results? No, it only keeps you in a negative spiral. Its time to get off the negative merry-go-round! You are the one and only person who can create positive change in your life, start today, right now. I urge you to read Dr. Phil’s book, “Self Matters,” because it will be very helpful to you. I wish you the best, don’t give your sister the satisfaction of knowing that she is p*ssing you off!

 
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Your sister is the type of woman who has no self respect and little to no self esteem. I can understand where you are coming from; I think that if I were in your shoes, I would want my family to cold shoulder the sister, too- BUT- you have no control over other people, over what they say, do or think. The only person that you have any control over is yourself.

In my opinion, you dont have to totally cut communication with your family or alienate yourself. Instead, attempt to create healthier relationships with all of them. What you need to do is create and enforce healthy boundaries with them, it is never too late to do that. Do you want them to not talk about your sister and her escapades? Then speak up and say so. Simply say, I seriously dont want to hear about what she is up to. And then, change the subject.

Remember this: your sister did not steal this man like a pack of gum, he went with her willingly. They both have made choices that are hurtful to you. Living well is the best revenge. Regarding the fact that your sister doesnt pay rent and doesnt take care of her child, etc.- that isnt your business, you shouldnt be wasting your energy focusing on that stuff; sure, it is something to b*tch about, something to gossip about, etc., but does it create any positive results? No, it only keeps you in a negative spiral. Its time to get off the negative merry-go-round! You are the one and only person who can create positive change in your life, start today, right now. I urge you to read Dr. Phils book, Self Matters, because it will be very helpful to you. I wish you the best, dont give your sister the satisfaction of knowing that she is p*ssing you off!

 I do hear what you are saying, but part of the reason i was considering backing away is because she lives with my step-father and i care for him at night.. She does not do a damn thing to help out and I am tired of everyone complaining about it and doing nothing to stop her! So essentially, they call me to  because they know I will (they are my family)! And at this point it gets harder to go over knowing she has been and will be there. Considering she is a back-biting witch and does live there, it makes it hard to save face and not get emotional going over there.
 
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March 6, 2007, 7:22 am PST

The Meaning of "Family"

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My family is wonderful in all our imperfections. There is a long history that I won't go into now. A summary would be that I have a large, close family. I am the eldest child. My Mother had my sister when I was 8 and my brother when I was 4. My brother committed suicide at the age of 14, for reasons still unknown to us all. My sister is a vacant absence in life, preferring to float in an imitation bubble, than to connect with real life. She has two sons. She is only raising one. My mother is the caregiver for the youngest child. I myself have two pre-teen daughters, filled with all of the bitter angst that comes with teens. I was diagnosed bi-polar several years ago, and have, at least somewhat, learned to manage it. I do not suffer long bouts of suicidal depression any more, nor have rapidly irritating bouts of mania. I have learned to function very well, and on my own. My husband of 13 years has moved out. I asked for a divorce. My life is fairly normal most days.

My sadness comes from hearing the news that my step-father has been diagnosed with more cancer. He has already battled three rounds in two years. At the onset of the last regimen of chemo, My grandmother was also diagnosed. They went through treatments together. All of this took place under the same rook where my Mother holds a very successful fulltime career in advertising while managing a home, and her youngest grandchild, now finishing Kindergarten.

My mother has already lost a child, one husband, and now faces losing both her spouse and her mother at the same time. I am her only shoulder to cry on. I would trade my thin shoulders for her strong ones with which she has to bear the weight of the world upon. Three years ago, I went through treatment for cancer, and survived with only a 30% return rate. That's good news in cancer world. My mother is a believer that God hands us things we can bear and that there are trials we must face. I wonder why she has been given so very many in her lifetime. She had a difficult childhood, growing up in a small town where everyone knew her father as the town drunk, her mother being the first woman to hold down the sole job in the family, even when the country was not at war. She had a difficult first marriage, a lengthy and complicated second marriage, and while juggling a stressful career, she still managed to make it to every single girl scout meeting, PTA meeting (She was the president) and never missed a baseball practice.

My mother has been loyal and devoted to her family all of her life. She struggled and pushed against all obstacles to raise us above poverty, and to instill in us a sense of respect and morality. My brother committed suicide, and I thought the grief would kill her too. Yet she persevered, because she still had two daughters. Her youngest child has disappointed even the lowest expectations, but she still loves her firmly and deeply. I was never a fun person to raise. Bi-polar doesn't even begin to describe how difficult I was throughout my life. Cancer was probably the best thing to ever happen to me, as it gave me a much needed wake up call on life.

So, of all the people in the world....why her? Why is this burden hers alone to carry? To have two terminally ill loved ones in her home 24 hours a day, living with the knowledge that either one or both of them will not see the next Christmas. To say it is overwhelming is an abundant understatement. How do help ease her burden? Can it be eased? Should I pack up my kids and move across state lines and just be there with her? She tells me it is enough that I am here to listen. But my heart is breaking into a million pieces knowing that every day she wakes up knowing what she must face, and yet, she never sheds a single tear in front of them, so that they will not be frightened of what is to come. She has battled with them for three years total now. Cancer is becoming an epidemic in my family and she worries what will happen if she becomes ill and cannot pay for their medical bills and drive them to the doctors.

I started this thinking I would describe all of the ways my little imperfect family is dysfunctional in all the right ways that makes us a family. Right now, though, I feel as if my mother's strength is the only glue that has kept me here. And for everything I would do for her, the unfortunate truth for me is that there is nothing I can do for her. 

You said in your last sentence that there is nothing you can do for her. Your mother said it herself...you're there for her to talk to. Sometimes that's enough. Sometimes it isn't. If you can talk to her honestly, tell her you WANT to do something, but you're reliant upon her to tell you what it is that you can do. Even if it's to help pay for someone to come in and clean house for your mother, cook some meals, etc...to help to ease the household burden while she cares for the loved ones.

Your mother sounds like one helluva woman, and you sound like a loving and caring daughter. You recognize and appreciate all that your mother's given over the years to everyone. It's only natural that you want to give something back. But unless she TELLS you what it is that you can do, you're going to have to take her at her word that a phone call is enough. Unless maybe you could visit on the weekends to give her a much-needed break? Maybe you could contact the American Cancer Society, and ask if there is any assistance to be had for your mother. Maybe they have volunteers, etc. that can help out with the transportation, etc. with the loved ones.

Good luck...I lost my mother when I was 12 to cancer. She was only 46. Your mother is a remarkable woman, and she needs to know that...though I betcha she doesn't think of herself that way. My prayers are with you and your family.....

 
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March 9, 2007, 11:40 pm PST

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You said in your last sentence that there is nothing you can do for her. Your mother said it herself...you're there for her to talk to. Sometimes that's enough. Sometimes it isn't. If you can talk to her honestly, tell her you WANT to do something, but you're reliant upon her to tell you what it is that you can do. Even if it's to help pay for someone to come in and clean house for your mother, cook some meals, etc...to help to ease the household burden while she cares for the loved ones.

Your mother sounds like one helluva woman, and you sound like a loving and caring daughter. You recognize and appreciate all that your mother's given over the years to everyone. It's only natural that you want to give something back. But unless she TELLS you what it is that you can do, you're going to have to take her at her word that a phone call is enough. Unless maybe you could visit on the weekends to give her a much-needed break? Maybe you could contact the American Cancer Society, and ask if there is any assistance to be had for your mother. Maybe they have volunteers, etc. that can help out with the transportation, etc. with the loved ones.

Good luck...I lost my mother when I was 12 to cancer. She was only 46. Your mother is a remarkable woman, and she needs to know that...though I betcha she doesn't think of herself that way. My prayers are with you and your family.....

You were very thoughtful in your response to my predicament. Not exactly an eloquent way to put it, but it is, indeed, a predicament. The latest news is that the tumors have invaded dad's liver and bile ducts. The prognosis is even more grim than last week. He has maybe a few months, at best. My mom does have a housekeeper. My mother does earn a good living and can meet expenses. That, in itself is a blessing right now. I have simply made myself available for whatever they need me for. This weekend, I'm keeping their adopted grandson so that they can go spend a night alone, without my grandmother, without kids. Just to reconnect, maybe for the last time. She continues to tell her that I am the only one with whom she can really let down with, as she tried to be strong for them. I get the tears she cannot shed elsewhere. Would if I could, take the burden myself. But we can only do so much. The rest is in the hands of someone more wise than we. I just wanted to thank you for your kind and thoughtful ideas. I am so sorry you lost your mother at such a young age. I am truly blessed to have had mine for so many years. Thank you again.
 
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March 19, 2007, 3:45 pm PDT

My family

Ithought for me and my family we be close ,I have boys and of course two are adults now,,I look back now I never did any thing with my kids, besides the point i took kids to school, basket ball, soccer, but we werent close , we hardly talked to each other, when a teenage and adult...Even today my middle we fight,(oh not to worry) no fist fight, ok.....like yelling at each other, my youngest he slams the door when he hears us..tell us oh knock it off,,,15 yr old downs  teen..

 

Im trying to talk with my middle, but it doesnt always work,,,

 
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OUR STORY: Shannon, Eli, and Storm

     Let me tell you a story of love and compassion.  My husband and I were both abused badly by our parents.  Neither  one of us have ever felt like our parents ever wanted us or loved us. In 1989 we met on July 2.  It was the best day of our lives.  Finally we felt that we had someone in this world that loved us. Each other.  We got together and dated for a few months.  Immediately my husband knew that something bad was wrong with me.  After years of hiding the truth my secret was out.  I was anorexic.  I weighed 70 lbs when I graduated high school.  I had been this way for about 9 years and was on the verge of killing myself.  My then boyfriend, Shannon, tried to tell my non caring parents that I needed help.  They did not listen.  We got married in December 1989.  Boy that was an experience.  He was 17 and I was almost 19.  But we knew that we were meant for each other.  He told me of years of abuse that he had suffered at the hands of his parents and step mother.  He told me of being beaten to a pulp by his overbearing child-molesting father.  I knew of the physical and mental abuse but neither of us had any idea that he was a child molester.  That sent my "religious parents over the edge.  They could not realize that he was a victim also.  On that day in 1994, August 4, at around 1:00 that day is when our lives were forever changed.  His father was arrested an 12 counts of child molesting rape, and other horrid crimes.  My husband and I didn't know how to deal with this.  I just withdrew inside myself and though I was not harming myself any more I still had problems with my weight.  My husband had told me after I had almost killed myself with laxatives that he would leave and take our son that he could not allow our son to be seeing this all the time till I was dead.  He said that he loved me but he could not watch it either.  Finally I realized that I did not have to do this to myself and most of all my son and husband.  We had enough problems to cope with.  He made 15 dollars an hour and I made money on the side cleaning.  When his father was arrested we took over his payments because our trailer was on his land.  We kept up with the payments for a year then we had had enough.  We decided to sell everything that we could and leave the rest.  Up to this time we had had an excellent credit rating but the strain of dealing with all of the shame and pain that was going on had taken its toll on my husband.  He tried suicide, holding a gun to his head because he hurt so bad inside.  He drank up to 2 fifths a day plus beer.  Just to get away from the pain.  After 2 years his body had had enough along with his mind.  He drove his truck into trees at 85 miles an hour.  He was badly hurt and had to have reconstructive surgery on his hand now it is eight times.  He was out of work for about 9 months.  We lost everything then even our car.  He got better, slowed the drinking, got some therapy but had never dealt with the real problem.  His abusive father.  Around 1998 we contacted the girls that my father in law molested, my husbands sisters, and it was not good.  They could not get past the fact that my husband looked like their father and my husband could not get over the fact that his father had done these horrible things.  He felt guilty because of those precious girls.  Around 2001 my husband had a nervous breakdown.  He withdrew from everyone and everything.  He didn't go outside to even check the mail.  He would have panic attacks every time that I would have to leave the house because he was so scared of what might happen.  We started down the road to the bottom.  We went through lots of lemon cars and not being able to pay all of our bills.  Then in 2005 we lost our power.  We spent about a month in the heat with no power.  We sold our trailer and moved to a motel.  Then we went to public housing.  That was the last straw.  We then lost our car again and had no money to get another one.  During this time my abusive parents kept things going.  All over town they and my sister would spread things about us.  Horrible things.  They tried to have our son taken away, even though they didn't know anything about him even his age.  He was 13 and they told social services that he was 9.  What a joke.  His own grandparents didn't even know his age.  They had no idea that he was number 10 in a class of 900 students, he was selected for a scholarship in the sixth grade, or that his GPA was a 4.0.  In all of this he had kept his grades up.  We always made sure that he was taken care of.  We made sure everyday that he had what he needed and the confidence to succeed.  In 2005, November, we packed up in a u-haul and moved 180 miles from our abusive families.  We have not had contact with these people for about 7 years now.  The best decision that we ever made was to leave that area and get a fresh start.  Now my husband and I are going to school to be nurses and have the potential of getting jobs that will pay like 25 dollars an hour.  We have given up on hope that our families will ever be normal and that they could ever love us.  Now our son has been nominated for various other things.  Things that inly about 200 kids world wide are nominated for.  We are proud of him and love him with all our hearts.  We have been married for 17 years and are more happy than we have ever been.  If there is anyone out there that is going through things like this don't give up there is hope find the root of your problem and solve it.  Our solution came with moving, not saying that it was easy we had to give away a 24 foot u-haul of our belongings and had to walk quite a ways because of not having a car but we now have a good car and good jobs and good potential to get work when we complete our studies.  You are never too old to learn. 
 
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March 28, 2007, 8:02 pm PDT

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     Let me tell you a story of love and compassion.  My husband and I were both abused badly by our parents.  Neither  one of us have ever felt like our parents ever wanted us or loved us. In 1989 we met on July 2.  It was the best day of our lives.  Finally we felt that we had someone in this world that loved us. Each other.  We got together and dated for a few months.  Immediately my husband knew that something bad was wrong with me.  After years of hiding the truth my secret was out.  I was anorexic.  I weighed 70 lbs when I graduated high school.  I had been this way for about 9 years and was on the verge of killing myself.  My then boyfriend, Shannon, tried to tell my non caring parents that I needed help.  They did not listen.  We got married in December 1989.  Boy that was an experience.  He was 17 and I was almost 19.  But we knew that we were meant for each other.  He told me of years of abuse that he had suffered at the hands of his parents and step mother.  He told me of being beaten to a pulp by his overbearing child-molesting father.  I knew of the physical and mental abuse but neither of us had any idea that he was a child molester.  That sent my "religious parents over the edge.  They could not realize that he was a victim also.  On that day in 1994, August 4, at around 1:00 that day is when our lives were forever changed.  His father was arrested an 12 counts of child molesting rape, and other horrid crimes.  My husband and I didn't know how to deal with this.  I just withdrew inside myself and though I was not harming myself any more I still had problems with my weight.  My husband had told me after I had almost killed myself with laxatives that he would leave and take our son that he could not allow our son to be seeing this all the time till I was dead.  He said that he loved me but he could not watch it either.  Finally I realized that I did not have to do this to myself and most of all my son and husband.  We had enough problems to cope with.  He made 15 dollars an hour and I made money on the side cleaning.  When his father was arrested we took over his payments because our trailer was on his land.  We kept up with the payments for a year then we had had enough.  We decided to sell everything that we could and leave the rest.  Up to this time we had had an excellent credit rating but the strain of dealing with all of the shame and pain that was going on had taken its toll on my husband.  He tried suicide, holding a gun to his head because he hurt so bad inside.  He drank up to 2 fifths a day plus beer.  Just to get away from the pain.  After 2 years his body had had enough along with his mind.  He drove his truck into trees at 85 miles an hour.  He was badly hurt and had to have reconstructive surgery on his hand now it is eight times.  He was out of work for about 9 months.  We lost everything then even our car.  He got better, slowed the drinking, got some therapy but had never dealt with the real problem.  His abusive father.  Around 1998 we contacted the girls that my father in law molested, my husbands sisters, and it was not good.  They could not get past the fact that my husband looked like their father and my husband could not get over the fact that his father had done these horrible things.  He felt guilty because of those precious girls.  Around 2001 my husband had a nervous breakdown.  He withdrew from everyone and everything.  He didn't go outside to even check the mail.  He would have panic attacks every time that I would have to leave the house because he was so scared of what might happen.  We started down the road to the bottom.  We went through lots of lemon cars and not being able to pay all of our bills.  Then in 2005 we lost our power.  We spent about a month in the heat with no power.  We sold our trailer and moved to a motel.  Then we went to public housing.  That was the last straw.  We then lost our car again and had no money to get another one.  During this time my abusive parents kept things going.  All over town they and my sister would spread things about us.  Horrible things.  They tried to have our son taken away, even though they didn't know anything about him even his age.  He was 13 and they told social services that he was 9.  What a joke.  His own grandparents didn't even know his age.  They had no idea that he was number 10 in a class of 900 students, he was selected for a scholarship in the sixth grade, or that his GPA was a 4.0.  In all of this he had kept his grades up.  We always made sure that he was taken care of.  We made sure everyday that he had what he needed and the confidence to succeed.  In 2005, November, we packed up in a u-haul and moved 180 miles from our abusive families.  We have not had contact with these people for about 7 years now.  The best decision that we ever made was to leave that area and get a fresh start.  Now my husband and I are going to school to be nurses and have the potential of getting jobs that will pay like 25 dollars an hour.  We have given up on hope that our families will ever be normal and that they could ever love us.  Now our son has been nominated for various other things.  Things that inly about 200 kids world wide are nominated for.  We are proud of him and love him with all our hearts.  We have been married for 17 years and are more happy than we have ever been.  If there is anyone out there that is going through things like this don't give up there is hope find the root of your problem and solve it.  Our solution came with moving, not saying that it was easy we had to give away a 24 foot u-haul of our belongings and had to walk quite a ways because of not having a car but we now have a good car and good jobs and good potential to get work when we complete our studies.  You are never too old to learn. 

Wow what a story!! I am so glad that there is a light at the end of the long dark tunnel for you and your family.  Also congrats to both you and your husband for going back to school.  I just had to let you know that you are not alone in what you and your family have been through, there are those of us who have been down the exact path that you have. My husband just completed college last May and is now a RN at 41 yrs old.  He went through a pretty tough childhood also, but was able to transform himself into a very compasionate, responsible and understanding person.  He and I just celebrated our 1 yr anniversary. It has been the happiest year of my entire life!!  Now that his life has come together, he has given me the opportunity to transform my life, I will be starting school next spring to become a respiratory therapist at the ripe old age of 36!!  I believe that all things happen at exactly the right time in our lives and the bad things that we endure in our lives eventually give us the strength and determination to go beyond what anyone could ever expect of us!! 

Best wishes to you and your familly!!

Jennifer

 
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April 10, 2007, 4:54 pm PDT

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well i have a problem that i really dont know how to handle so any advice is welcome. well i was married to my ex for 6 yrs and weve been divorced now for 2. my oldest child is almost 8 and my ex has raised him as his own since he was 3 months old he knows him as his dad.  my ex and i had 2 children together and they are 6 and 5.  the marriage wasnt a great one he was well i guess abusive he would call me fat or to skinny i was always stupid and he shoved me into walls a few times. but i ended up leaving him and am now remarried to a wonderful man who loves me and my children. but after my ex and i split he would have his flavor of the month hes had to many girlfriends to count. but now he is with this new girl who he moved in with after only knowing her for a month they have now been together for 6 months ( hes 26 she is 37). he has custody of our 2 together but never sees them he has changed his schedual so that he sees them for 2 hrs then goes to work and then leaves them with this girl. i had to give him custody because when i left i was a stay at home mom... i had no job no place of my own (i was staying at a friends) and as he told me, i couldnt take care of them and the only way i could work and get on my feet is if i had someone to take care of them while i did, and he would only do this if i gave him the boys. well now 2 yrs later with this girl he calls me and tells me that my oldest has to stay with me for the night, i told him yeah i would love that but then he said that he was being a problem for her thats why and he wouldnt let me keep my other kids. well now yesterday he calls and tells me that my oldest is not aloud at his/thier house anymore and if he ever comes down there that he will tell him to go home. well my son came home after school and asked if he could walk down to his dads house and i just told him that he was a little busy today. so my son asked me why his brothers are there! what do i say to him? he is picking up on all this and blaming himself he asked me if it was because he stayed and extra day at my house or if its because he likes her kids better. i just told him its not his fault that maybe they are just having a bad day. he is mentally hurting a child he called his own for 8 yrs. im at a loss for words to say to my son. please any advice is very welcome. thank you  
 
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April 12, 2007, 12:02 pm PDT

The Meaning of "Family"

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 Your probably going to report me for this, but so be it.. it must be said.   In one sentence you summed up the whole mess.   

   

 You start with "children locking parents out of the grand-children’s’ lives"   

  

but then you BLAME GAME your divorce. Call your husband a rapist. nice.  

   

   You prattle on about all these medical issues-- (Focus on the self, not the problem with why your not an active grandmother)  then you complain about your daughter adding---  

   

 She has a Cinema degree now and is in Law school… but she won’t talk to me blaming me for things I cannot acknowledge.   

   

  What does Dr Phil always say on his show ?  "You cannot fix what you don't acknowledge".  Then you add in..  

   

"and a child on a grammna lap listening to a story and looking at his father and what he did as a kid turning the pages on the photo album!   

   

   So you don't see your son's kids either?  

   

   

       My mom-- when I try to talk to her about some of the things she did to me as a kid- The beatings, the neglect, the favortism between my sister and I, the destruction, her games-  My mother will laugh self conciously and will say "Where did you get that ? What an imagination"...   

   

and she does not see my children either.  She's so desperate, she tried to go behind my back and use my child's father to bring him to her during his visitations.  I called her a LOW RENT C**T for that one.  She's very "Jerry Springer"...  

   

She's running scared, and so long as she does not acknowledge what she did to me-- and what you did to your daughter--then your relationships will float along as they are, and that is YOUR Choice.  

   

   

   So long as you do not take SELF RESPONSIBILITY and Accountability for your actions- your choices, then we who were children when you had all the power-- take that power away from you by refusing to talk to you and allow you to harm our children by allowing you to see them.  Your head games don't stop with us, and we know that.   

   

 There is a reason you don't see your grandchildren, and until you face up to what YOU did- without the blaming of your husband, using your medical issues, medications, whatever you want to blame-  

   

  Until you take accountability and acknowledge your bad choices, you leave us-- your kids no choice. We cannot allow you to harm our children as you harmed us, so we cannot let you see our kids, and You never will.   I don't know who will be choosing your nursing home, but woe unto you, and my own mother as well.   

  

  

I agree with you, she wasn't addressing the real issues, I detest it when people do the poor me syndrome to try to make other feel pitty for them and take their side. My grandmother will never be allowed to see my daughter because of her actions, I lived with my grandma for 2 years while in college, during which time I PAYED her to baby-sit my daughter while I was at school and work. Well when I decided to move out and in with my boyfriend at the time who has been a good friend for 15 years and whose mother was my grandmothers best-friend, my grandmother threw a fit and called everyone we knew her friends and mine and said what a horrible person I was, so I cut back the time that she was allowed to see my daughter until she could act mature, which she continued with her antics so then I only allowed her supervised visits because I didn't want to worry that she would say bad things about me to my daughter (previously she had called me a B***H in front of her). She was so angry over the supervised visits that she filed court papers against me to get custody of my daughter, and accused me and my partner of horrific things, we had to go to court and the investigator came out to my home and quickly decided that it was in the best interest of my daughter to stay with me in the "loving wholesome environment" that I had provided for her. So I figured evil grandma would go away, realizing that she screwed up, but a month later she is e-mailing me saying she doesn't know why I am being so mean and keep her from her great-grand-daughter, can she be that frickin' oblivious that she doesn't know what a low thing she has done. I e-mailed her back and told her "you made your bed now lie in it", this woman has gone her whole life without ever being accountable for her actions and causing problems between everyone in my family, she has never been nice to me, but I always said well she is family, I finally had this devine revelation though, and it was my wonderful boyfriend/now fiance that helped me with that, if I would let people in everyday life treat me like c**p why would I take it from family, so in the long run I am no longer speaking to most of my family because they fail to grow-up, and I have made a family of my own from my good friends, whom I know wont back stab or take me to court, but who will love and support me as a family should. I am tired of how stupid peoples behaviors have become.

 

Trinket the lady you replied to if her husband wasn't nice to her he probably wasn't nice to her kids, and she still kept them around an abusive dad, maybe her kids would talk to her if she apologized for the horrible childhood she put them through, instead of pulling the woe is me act. Just because she had kids with the guy is no reason to stay with him, I have to much self-respect to let someone mistreat me or my kids, if she loved her kids at all she would have removed them from the situation, if you don't love and respect yourself how you love or respect anyone else. I have another issue with the woman you repsonded to if all she does is this poor me thing what is to say that she doesn't do that to everyone in her family that still talks to her, my grandmother was the same way she called you a couple times a day to complain and only bring you down, half of my family has changed their numbers and wont let her have their new ones because they don't want to deal with her and her negativity. If this grandma wants to see her kids maybe she should start by showing that she would be a positive influence in her grandchildrens lives instead.

 

I am sorry I really needed to vent and when I heard that grandma whining about her problems, it probably is for the best that those grandkids aren't exposed to such a negative person.

 

Hey trinket if you are reading this, I have come across a few of your post and really like what you have to say, can you e-mail me sometime noelle_13@earthlink.net

 
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April 13, 2007, 10:52 am PDT

from the Mom who would love to be labled INSANE

I'm new to this.  I hope right  may help, I just hope it does not cause Dr. Phil to question his line of work or cancel the show because I have the ultimate Dr. Phil Family mine would cause him to turn a run, I could cause him to question his line of work and abilities.  I have decided that could write an autobiography and it would be on the best sellers for fiction, no one would ever believe me.

 

My family dynamics alone are crazy, I am 41 and married to a 35 yr old man who on a good day is my best friend, other times I think I'm from Pluto.

 

Lori, 41

Tim, 35

 we have 3 daughters and a son

 

Maeghan 21, our oldest and in college, she is my first child from a previous relationship.  If we stay superficial she is about to graduate Junior college, has been excepted in to Sam Houston State this fall, she works, and is very responsible.

we will get inside later, lol

 

Kassie 18, our 2nd who is about to graduate high school, she is the last child I had from the previous relationship.  Superficially she is hoping to go Stephen F. Austin, she plays softball, has for 16 yrs, and is the varsity Football & Track manager/trainer. She wants to come home to teach and coach

 

Katlyn 12, our 3rd daughter is in 6th grade, she is mine I wished, she is Tim's oldest from a previous relationship.

Superficially, she plays softball, hopes to play basketball, volleyball, and track next year. I wish that for all my daughters the superficial surface was the reality.

 

It breaks my heart ever day, what these beautifully girls go through, it is a travesty that in this country there is nothing we can do to stop people from hurting their children.  There is no way for them to win.

 

Brett 6, he is our son, and you would probably think he has it good, he is the one who has it all, unfortunately he is forced to live in the same nightmare with us, only it worse for him, because he has a hard time figuring out who the other people are, he thinks there is Daddy, Mommy, Mae Mae, Kassie, Kati, and himself.  That's all he has ever known, yet there all these other people who keep hurting is parents and sisters.

 

well i said enough for now, could not possibly cause the demise of the Dr. Phil show in one day now could I?

 

There is no doubt that, I can render him speechless

 

 
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