my mother was abused as a child. she left her country in her twenties and now, almost fifty, she still misses home. my father died eight years ago and she can't even stand to hear anyone say that he's dead. Everyday she yells and rages about small things, almost everyday she locks her self in her room and cries. I can't help her. I can't comfort her, talk to her, reason with her. I love her, she's my mother, but I don't want to live my life in the shadow of her sadnesses. Everyday an emotional rollercoaster that's not mine. But I can't leave. | |
Another idea, pick a soap opera and watch it together with her.
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