“Don’t depend too much on anyone in this world because even your shadow leaves you when you’re in darkness”
Read that statement….then read it again.
You may think just because you have parents they won’t desert you but I’m proof that’s not true. Just because someone gives birth to a child doesn’t make them a good parent and one that won’t be accessible when you need them.
You may think because you’re married you’ll never get divorced but people wake up everyday with different feelings. Divorces happen all the time. I was married 15 years and my husband decided he wanted to be with other women because he got married too young and didn’t “experience life”. Nice.
You may have had a best friend for 20 years but life could get in the way and you may be replaced with someone new because distance is too hard to keep up a friendship.
You may meet someone and fall in love at first sight and just know they feel the exact same way but in the end it’s one sided and unrequited which is a very sad thing.
You may think you have a solid relationship that people marvel at and think you are a perfect couple but no one is perfect and there isn’t a promise for tomorrow nor do you know what goes on behind closed doors.
You may share a bond with someone so deep that nothing could tear it apart…but at the end of the day everyone is broken and no one owes you anything.
No one owes you loyalty. No one owes you respect. No one owes you their reliability in your life. You trust that they will but nothing in this life is guaranteed.
God is a guarantee…He won’t leave when everyone else does. You can bet He will always be there catching your tears in a bottle every time you’re disappointed by another crushing blow of reality. Reality that you can’t really depend on people. It’s a risk we all take.
I’ve lost a lot of people in my life but it’s also been a cycle or recycling I could say. The Lord gives and He takes away. And that’s life.
The only person thus far that has left me and not broken my heart intentionally was my Nana. Even as a grown woman it would be nice to have her to talk to or cry to or just be held. There’s something about grandmothers. Mine was an angel on earth. I still miss her all the time.
Furthermore, as I’m facing the golden years with my German Shepherd I know he’s another that will never intentionally break my heart but God will need him back one day and I won’t have him to depend on at the door when I walk in or wake me up with his wet nose in my face. But I wouldn’t trade the years I’ve had with him for anything. Forever is not in his life span unfortunately so I cherish each day I do have with him.
Life is a journey. We face many disappointments. We try to be strong for those that may need it most….but behind every smile is a broken heart.
Never depend on anyone 100%…it’s not possible for people to give you their all. They may mean well but you’ll find yourself disappointed at some point in time.
I wasn’t an Edward fan anyway….but good read all the same.
A few of the possibly more critical and aware fans around have pointed out how many key signs of abusive relationships can be seen in Edward’s treatment of his human girlfriend Bella in Twilight, so I thought I’d have a look at the UK’s advice on recognising abuse and see what I could find in the quadrilogy of books.
Below is a nationally recognised list of 10 warning signs for abusive relationships from Women’s Aid, a national UK charity that works to stop domestic and sexual abuse. How many traits of Edwards can we see here?
When you’re done having a look through, take a look at some fan reactions here.
1. Destructive criticism and verbal abuse: shouting/mocking/accusing/name calling/verbally threatening…
‘Ordinary people seem to make it through the day without so many catastrophes.’
‘Bella, it’s not my fault if you are exceptionally unobservant.’
‘Don’t be offended, but…
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If any of my readers have been with me from the beginning, they know my battles with own mother. They’ve gone on for as long as I can remember. It’s been quite sometime since I’ve posted but today I felt compelled to do so. Why? Not necessarily because of recent events, but I’m certainly not discounting them. Because I’ve hit a threshold in life. I have to care about ME enough not to let someone poison my life, cause drama or bring me down. Some people thrive on hurting others yet step back to look like a victim. I also believe there is a name for that too. It’s narcissistic behavior.
I am a co-dependent person by nature so it’s a constant battle that is inside me. Those traits are not always a bad thing but when they allow you to be hurt or you take on too much emotional damage and drama from others then it is a bad thing. When it has come to my mother, it’s been a long time coming for me to see this. But when the day came, it’s almost like I heard the flick of the switch and the light came on.
The morning of May 24th, 2016 was no different than the others. I got ready for work and at the same time every morning I got in my car and headed toward the interstate. Sitting at a RED light…not moving….I got rear-ended by a commercial truck. I was hit hard enough that my sunglasses came off and ended up in the floorboard. For a moment, I couldn’t even figure out where the brake pedal was. Certainly, that was some kind of concussion even if a mild one. I’ll jump to the part where I’m ok….had a neck sprain and sore back for a week and was out of work on Flexeril but I survived.
Here’s where the “collision” really happened with regard to my mother/daughter relationship. My mother and I had a disagreement the week before and hadn’t spoken. Not unusual. I thought nothing of it when I dialed her number with shaking hands to let her know I’d been in an accident and needed her to call me. It went to voice mail. I pictured her sitting back, smirking as she listened to my cries knowing she was punishing me by not answering. I hung up after I left the message. As the seconds and minutes ticked by I knew she wasn’t calling back and panic and disbelief started rolling around in my thoughts. It was SURE she would not abandon me at a time like this. But my Dad called. He said my Mother had called him and said I’d been in an accident and he needed to call me. Unbelievable! But was it really?
I’m sure those of you that are mothers probably are reading this in shock. Or maybe you have a mother of your own that would do this. I don’t know. Either way, when I got home I remember sitting down and crying uncontrollably for a mother I realized didn’t care. She didn’t know the extent of my injuries but she still didn’t care enough to find out. That was my threshold. The point that I knew something had to change. It had to change within me. And it did!
You see, I’ve spent my entire life seeking the approval of a narcissistic mother and feeling as I’ve failed each and every time. Always sending the Mother’s Day cards, the Birthday Cards, the Christmas Cards….because it was the right thing to do. AND because I didn’t want to regret doing the right thing or doing EVERYTHING I COULD DO without leaving any stone un-turned. But where was the threshold? When was enough enough? I thought I’d never run out of hope.
If there was ever a proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back….that was it. Those closest to me think it’s just another fight…I will send another card or make another phone call to apologize for….apologize for what? Getting into an accident and wanting my mother? Wasn’t sure what I’d be apologizing for now. Her birthday was August 1st….the first time in my life I didn’t stand in Hallmark looking for a card that fit my situation for how I felt about her. Cards like that don’t exist quite frankly. I guess I loved her because if it not for her I wouldn’t be here on this earth (although there are times I question that too) but I certainly don’t like who she is and I don’t have to be around it anymore. It’s MY decision. They are MY boundaries. And I won’t LET her hurt me anymore. Why would I purposely continue going to the same dry well looking for water when there is none. She is void of maternal love.
On August 1st I’m sure she waited on a call from me….or checked the mail hoping for a card because that’s her power and control over me. I call….she ignores. I send a card…she doesn’t acknowledge because the ink wasn’t in blue or black or whatever she could use to say I failed in some way. She’s in control and I’m made to feel belittled.
But now I realize at 41 years old I’m the one that’s in control. I shouldn’t have to beg my mother to love me or be there for me. I know have my boundaries and for the first time I do not feel guilty for not buying a card or calling.
What is insanity? Doing the same thing over and over expecting a different outcome. It’s time to stop the insanity. It was my choice all along.
I have learned that I’ve done nothing wrong. I’ve just put myself in situations that continually hurt ME. I’m not allowing it anymore. Do I wish it were different? Sure. But a very special woman said to me that day on my accident “any woman is capable of having a child….but it doesn’t mean they are capable of being a mother”. I will never forget that because it’s so true.
I know there are more like me in this world. Although I used to feel so alone. There should be support groups for adult children of narcissistic parents who are incapable of loving their own children. But at this juncture I have God and he’s my ultimate parent.
So that’s my threshold, my friends. Everyone has one and there isn’t anything wrong with loving YOU or taking care of YOU!
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