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Do you love your parents?

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4 hours ago, Sugarcoat said:

People think you should love family just because it’s family 

Loving your family is the default. It is only when the family is too dysfunctional and unloving that you stop loving them.

I don't find that people who don't love their families simply fall out of love but are in my experience scarred with resentment, a sense of betrayal and a feelings of inadequacy.

It takes courage and strength to love. I had my own hang-ups with certain family members following terrible behavior but I eventually got over it because I value the connections more than my resentment. I'm much stronger now. Though I have never experienced the things described in the other posts.

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But of course I have always loved my parents and always will, they have always been there for me.

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4 hours ago, Basman said:

Loving your family is the default. It is only when the family is too dysfunctional and unloving that you stop loving them.

I don't find that people who don't love their families simply fall out of love but are in my experience scarred with resentment, a sense of betrayal and a feelings of inadequacy.

It takes courage and strength to love. I had my own hang-ups with certain family members following terrible behavior but I eventually got over it because I value the connections more than my resentment. I'm much stronger now. Though I have never experienced the things described in the other posts.

I’d say I agree

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Posted (edited)

I am angry with them

My mom Is very co dependent AND now that everyone left the house she Is insufrerable.

That being said, she has a Good Heart.

Edited by Santiago Ram

God whenever I get even angrier, allow me to be even Kinder.

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Posted (edited)

I loved my parents and my sister very much, and my life was wonderful. But my father became some kind of addicted, narcissistic demon, and everything became very confusing little by little, since he was apparently a great guy. My mother died when I was 17, and I went to live with my father, which allowed me to realize he was a rotten vampire. 3 or 4 years later, he died. During the year he was sick, I was constantly with him, which served as an example of values for me: falsehood is a mistake; it leads to disaster and absolute darkness. I'm happy that my mother didn't suffer too much, ,I was a bitch at the time, I didn't behave well, I regret it enormously, but on the other hand I had no choice, at that time everything was very confusing, I tried hard to be a son of a bitch like my father and I thought that any kind of empathy, honesty, loyalty, was weakness, even I felt a lot of that feelings I tried to remove and be a shit, crazy times, bordering the psychosis month after month. 

One day when my father was sick I was walking through the countryside, ruminating, suffering in utter confusion, and suddenly, in a moment, everything became clear. I felt like gears were moving in my mind, like heavy steel, many tons, and they were finally meshing with a deep, irreversible sound. From that very moment on, I became determined, without doubts, absolutely trust in myself, and It was irreversible.  and I know that it could be different, psychosis, schizophrenia . Just destiny. 

Edited by Breakingthewall

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