Quote From: feliss75My values:
that I will not hurt other people or myself on purpose,
I will not lie or steal,
I will try to respect myself and others,
I am trying to be loving and accepting,
I am trying to encourage my own growth as well as others,
and probably more....
I haven't actually seen it that way that my mother shows me when I've changed, but it's very true. She wants me to stay the way I were, probably because it causes her to havet to look into herself.
The thing is my mother is the one who is (unconsciously) wanting me to have as bad life as her, since she is feeling joy in helping others rather than beeing some support for her children. The thing is I don't bother about that anymore. What I need is to find a way where I can talk to her about other things than the weather without putting me down (and I have to tell her that I don't like her opinion and that her way is not the right way for me). It's a little tiring to have to do this if you know what I mean? We don't always have the over the top fights, but my mother feels that I run her over with my boundaries.
Thanks Marcia
My values are the ones found in Self Matters ... When I did the exercise, I just lost it! I understood that I was seeking to live with integrity and the AHA that the only person stopping me was me - shocked me to my very core.
I still don't have much to say to my mom. I probably never will. We discuss superficial stuff and that's okay with me. Going any deeper than that leads to her getting defensive and life's too short to bother anymore.
Our relationship is what it is. I'm there for her. She still calls me 3-4 times a day or not at all for days. She's busy with her own life, just like everyone else I know. I actually do not know my mother or my girlfriend or my family. Everyone is just too busy with their own lives. I'm here for them though. I am here.
I guess I don't want to fit into their lives as well right now. Right now my younger paraplegic brother is moving more and more into my life. We are still working out communicating and working out who we are and not who we were.
I do fight with them when I forget the triggers or when they are upset about something else.
I just let it go. I figure that I can't force others to be close to me or share their lives with me. I can only, well, be here when they need me or want to talk to me. Otherwise, they are just too busy living their own lives.