Already did. Not my problem if you don't understand.
Yes my Mother did not like like me and you can not blame her for not liking me.
So now for the benefit of the diminishing membership here, are we insulting family members of the membership base. Is that Administration approved and to the benefit of the forum.
Front and centre you hypercritcial bitch. Yes or no? Because I have seen how you have reacted in the past to members insulting your daughter. If the answer is "No" what the fuck are you doing now?
I'm not insulting your mother, you imbecile. I'm insulting you.
On the contrary you were insulting her on the basis that as a Mother she did not like her child. That IS insulting her.
But buckle up buttercup because here is the real funny part. Why she did not like her child.
My Mother was a cold, cruel Mother and very angry. It was noted by extended family and people associated in her orbit.
Much of it was simply her personality and nature. However a lot can be put to other factors.
She was the youngest of 6 in a rural Catholic Family one older full sister and 4 older step siblings. As a female of her generation, she was expected to marry a rich farmer and her family's farm was to be subdivided to the two stepbrothers. Her elder sisters did exactly that and she was always trying to keep up with them.
The tiny school she attended did poorly at teaching her and there was only two children in her year. She had the unofficial role of using her time to teach the little ones and babysit them. So when she was shipped off to the big city in the boarding High School, she was academically struggling and was constantly berated and punished for her academic ineptitude. But struggle she did and managed to get into Teacher college.
During her time here her Father (a heavy smoker all his short life) became ill with Lung cancer. He encouraged her to complete her final exams whilst on his deathbed. He died whilst she did so. She was devastated BUT now had passed the exams and had to do compulsory country placement away from both her home and the City of Perth that was now more familiar with her.
With mixed feelings including trepidation, grief for her Father, fear, but also a sense of heading out for the first time as an adult with her own money and the freedom and independence from a somewhat cloistered existence, she came to the little country town to teach.
One of the Senior teachers she was to work with introduced her to her son. He was very keen and a lot of fun. He was the first serious boyfriend she had. He also help her establish and become familiar with the community. However there were some things that gave her some concerns. His Father was a big drinker and big fighter and he too fought and drank. The farm he was to inherit was rundown and not likely to make it into his hands. Her boyfriend was also immature and perhaps more so than some other 20 year old men. He also clearly had some demons and issues.
She found another suitor. A returned Vietnam Veteran. He owned a Business and was doing very well. He doted on her and in contrast with her boyfriend he was a man going places and a great catch. The boyfriend knew the gig was just about up. At a dance that she went to, the suave businessman asked her to dance. She agreed and they hit the dancefloor. Her boyfriend full of beer and righteous indignation stormed over grabbed the businessman hoisted him away from her. The boyfriend threw a punch to knock the businessman into oblivion. A punch that never connected. The force had momentum and it spun the drunk uncoordinated boyfriend around in a spiral. A spiral to which the boyfriend could not stop until he fell off the stage into a drunken dizzy heap on the ground below.
She left humiliated and embarrassed and among tut-tuts from the locals.
It was shortly after this, she found out she was pregnant. The businessman left town. The boyfriend was ecstatic. He was going to be a Father. She was not happy. Clearly he was not Father material. She was only 20 and had only just started experiencing life as an adult and did not want to be with the boyfriend. But what were her options. She essentially had none. She reconciled and married the boyfriend and was very unhappy. She hated the situation. She hated the baby as cause of her predicament.
I was that baby.
Though there was a resenting, indifference, cruelty and coldness throughout my life and though I did not see her from about the age of 24 or 25, on her deathbed she asked me to home home and see her. She wanted to make peace. I booked the airfares. She died before I got there.
Now, numb nuts tell me that IF my mother were alive today and had not died a horrible lingering death from cancer, would SHE have found what you said about HER as insulting to her? The answer is clearly "Yes".
Do not fucking hide behind the "I was just insulting you" when you bring in a member's family for cheap shots and pretend it otherwise.
You better fucking not say a peep when people here start making YOUR family fair game, right?
