Why Is It The People That Are Supposed To Love You Unconditionally Do Not And Even Judge You Harsher Than Anyone Else?
I am good person that most people enjoyed being around with the exception of my family. Why is it the people that are supposed to love you unconditionally do not and even judge you harsher than anyone else? My family’s rejection of me is a pain that I am desperately trying to accept so that I can move on with my life. I devoted my life to my two sons until they went to college and I went back to work, made new friend, and started going places and having a lot of fun. My sons hate me partying even though I may not even see my sons more that one or two times a year. They want me to sit alone and dress as if I am a grandmother. They tell me I have change if I want to be around them. I do want to be around them, but I am who I am and I do not know how to be anyone else. I gave them all of my young years and did my job as a mother and now I have the freedom to have fun. I wish they could love me just as I am because I miss them, but in all realty I do not want to be alone all the time when they only visit me 1 or 2 times a year. I am not saying that I do not have drama because I know that I do. A lot of that can be blamed on menopause, which makes me very sensitive to hurtful comments and I cry easy. I wish they could understand and give me a break, but they will not. Thankfully, I have some good friends that occupy a lot of my time, but I still miss my sons.