April 11, 1987
I wonder if I can find my ear plugs. Mom’s whining again. And they tell ME to “act your age”! I’ll NEVER understand parents!!
April 23, 1987
I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow about my shoulder. Everyone keeps telling me that I might have to have
surgery and they don’t care that they’re scaring me. As a matter of
fact, they think it’s funny.
June 5, 1987
I want to go biking or swimming or SOMETHING! But you know how mom is. I’d rather be out having a good time rather than sitting here. But mommy is so scared that the boogey man will get me. UGH! It’s
enough to make me SICK!
June 8, 1987
Mom wants me to start cleaning my room out today and I don’t really want to. She’s trying to lay a guilt trip over me and, as usual, it’s working. Sometimes I HATE her!!
July 8, 1987
Wouldn’t it be GREAT if Mom and Dad went and I stayed
home? I could have so much fun. I could drive to Moses Lake if I really
wanted to. But I probably wouldn’t. I’d be able to practice piano, sing,
sew, read and maybe I could even try and cook a few dishes for dinner. I
think I could run the washer without too much trouble if I really
needed clean clothes. I could go biking whenever I really felt like it,
except after dark.
July 15, 1987
I wonder if Mom and Dad would trust me here alone while they went to Texas. I really don’t want to go ’cause I bet that we’ll be treated like shit. And if I stayed here, I could take care of Flower. But I doubt that they would leave me alone.
July 16, 1987
I guess we’re gonna go ahead and put Flower in a kennel while we go on vacation. I’d much rather stay home while Mom and Dad went. FREEDOM! I could go almost anywhere I wanted when I wanted but I’d be in before 9:00 or 9:30. I’d probably stay out of the house ’cause Anita would be after me to let her in. But I’d tell her “no!” and if she didn’t leave I’d call that cops.
July 29, 1987 10:09pm Den or something
I want to go home! Mom keeps making me look like a stupid kid in front of them and I hate her for it! I WANT TO GO
HOME!!!!
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After I broke my collar bone, I was still having issues with my shoulder. I remember my mother would tell me that I might have to have surgery and then she’d get all worked up about it, so much so that I started to get scared. I was relieved that I didn’t have to go through surgery, but hind sight being 20/20, it might have been a good thing to do because I still have trouble with my shoulder.
I sometimes wonder if my mother has/had Munchausen Syndrome and/or Munchausen by Proxy Syndrome. She loves the attention she gets from doctors when she’s sick or hurting. And I was sick a lot as a child… or so I’ve been told. I know I missed so much school in the fourth grade that I was supposed to go to summer school for math. But Mt. St. Helens blew and school was canceled for the rest of the year as well as summer school.
I know I was in hospital for one of my birthdays. I believe it was my 10th. I know it was after I had all the allergy tests done. That was when I was 7. And it was after the year and a half of allergy shots, so past 8 and a half.. But it was before I had my tonsils out. That happened over Christmas break when I was 11.
Anyhow, my mother would come to visit me and be all aflutter and “oh my poor baby!”. The kitchen staff even made me an egg free birthday cake because, according to the tests, I was allergic to eggs. If I remember correctly, the cake wasn’t very tasty. And I know that was the time that my mother brought me two books, The Secret Garden and Harriet the Spy. I still have both of those books, too. But my mother just basked in the attention she got because I was in the hospital.
I was really hoping that my folks would go on to Texas without me. I really wasn’t in the mood for traveling and I suspected that my grandparents wouldn’t be thrilled to see us. I was right. They treated us rather poorly.
In my entry, you read “maybe I could even try and cook a few dishes for dinner. I think I could run the washer without too much trouble if I really needed clean clothes.” I wasn’t allowed to cook or use the washer on my own. I took Home Economics in high school, so I knew how to cook some things. I could do scrambled eggs, macaroni and cheese and heat up soup. The washer was mostly a foreign entity. I knew what all the buttons and knobs did, and I knew the theory behind sorting. I muddled through when I moved out, though I did turn some items a different color.
When we did finally make it to Texas and to the relative’s houses, my mother was constantly at my throat about anything and everything. She made most of the trip miserable.
I did have a good time with my Great Aunt Joan and Great Uncle Roy. And Aunt Mary and Uncle Tom were sweet to us as well. I enjoyed visiting with my cousins Walter, Jennifer and Eric. Uncle Ken was helpful, driving us around.
I know my Dad enjoyed seeing his brothers. He hadn’t seen them for about 25 years.
Characteristics of a narcissistic mother
I wonder if I can find my ear plugs. Mom’s whining again. And they tell ME to “act your age”! I’ll NEVER understand parents!!
April 23, 1987
I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow about my shoulder. Everyone
June 5, 1987
I want to go biking or swimming or SOMETHING! But you know how mom is. I’d rather be out having a good time rather than sitting here. But mommy is so scared that the boogey
June 8, 1987
Mom wants me to start cleaning my room out today and I don’t really want to. She’s trying to lay a guilt trip over me and, as usual, it’s working. Sometimes I HATE her!!
July 8, 1987
Wouldn’t it be GREAT if Mom and Dad went
July 15, 1987
I wonder if Mom and Dad would trust me here alone while they went to Texas. I really don’t want to go ’cause I bet that we’ll be treated like shit. And if I stayed here, I could take care of Flower
July 16, 1987
I guess we’re gonna go ahead and put Flower in a kennel while we go on vacation. I’d much rather stay home while Mom and Dad went. FREEDOM! I could go almost anywhere I wanted when I wanted but I’d be in before 9:00 or 9:30. I’d probably stay out of the house ’cause Anita would be after me to let her in. But I’d tell her “no!” and if she didn’t leave I’d call that cops.
July 29, 1987 10:09pm Den or something
I want to go home! Mom keeps making me look like a stupid kid in front of them
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After I broke my collar bone, I was still having issues with my shoulder. I remember my mother would tell me that I might have to have surgery and then she’d get all worked up about it, so much so that I started to get scared. I was relieved that I didn’t have to go through surgery, but hind sight being 20/20, it might have been a good thing to do because I still have trouble with my shoulder.
I sometimes wonder if my mother has/had Munchausen Syndrome and/or Munchausen by Proxy Syndrome. She loves the attention she gets from doctors when she’s sick or hurting. And I was sick a lot as a child… or so I’ve been told. I know I missed so much school in the fourth grade that I was supposed to go to summer school for math. But Mt. St. Helens blew and school was canceled for the rest of the year as well as summer school.
I know I was in hospital for one of my birthdays. I believe it was my 10th. I know it was after I had all the allergy tests done. That was when I was 7. And it was after the year and a half of allergy shots, so past 8 and a half.. But it was before I had my tonsils out. That happened over Christmas break when I was 11.
Anyhow, my mother would come to visit me and be all aflutter and “oh my poor baby!”. The kitchen staff even made me an egg free birthday cake because, according to the tests, I was allergic to eggs. If I remember correctly, the cake wasn’t very tasty. And I know that was the time that my mother brought me two books, The Secret Garden and Harriet the Spy. I still have both of those books, too. But my mother just basked in the attention she got because I was in the hospital.
I was really hoping that my folks would go on to Texas without me. I really wasn’t in the mood for traveling and I suspected that my grandparents wouldn’t be thrilled to see us. I was right. They treated us rather poorly.
In my entry, you read “maybe I could even try and cook a few dishes for dinner. I think I could run the washer without too much trouble if I really needed clean clothes.” I wasn’t allowed to cook or use the washer on my own. I took Home Economics in high school, so I knew how to cook some things. I could do scrambled eggs, macaroni and cheese and heat up soup. The washer was mostly a foreign entity. I knew what all the buttons and knobs did, and I knew the theory behind sorting. I muddled through when I moved out, though I did turn some items a different color.
When we did finally make it to Texas and to the relative’s houses, my mother was constantly at my throat about anything and everything. She made most of the trip miserable.
I did have a good time with my Great Aunt Joan and Great Uncle Roy. And Aunt Mary and Uncle Tom were sweet to us as well. I enjoyed visiting with my cousins Walter, Jennifer and Eric. Uncle Ken was helpful, driving us around.
I know my Dad enjoyed seeing his brothers. He hadn’t seen them for about 25 years.
10. She manipulates your emotions in order to feed on your pain.
11. She’s selfish and willful.
12. She’s self-absorbed.
14. She terrorizes.
15. She’s infantile and petty.
17. She “parentifies.”
20. She is never wrong about anything.
22. She blames.
11. She’s selfish and willful.
12. She’s self-absorbed.
14. She terrorizes.
15. She’s infantile and petty.
17. She “parentifies.”
20. She is never wrong about anything.
22. She blames.
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