"That's on you Mum"

Mum, when you fought with Dad, it cost me learning to be safe with you, feeling acceptable just being me. I hand that back to you. It’s on you.
When you confided in me, you effectively wanted me to be your surrogate husband, but I was your son. When you did that, it cost me my childhood and it further triangulated me away from Dad. I hand that back to you. It’s on you.
Mum, when you shamed me to not be like Dad, it cost me my self worth, my ability to like myself, my ability to have compassion for myself, my self-worth, my self acceptance - effectively you made me hate another part of myself. I hand that back to you. It’s on you.
After you discovered I’d been sexually abused, all you said was, “What he did was wrong.” But you didn’t explain what that meant. I was left with confusion and ambiguity on what was wrong.
Also when you didn’t ever talk about it again, that effectively meant I needed to keep quiet about it.
That’s on you. That’s bad parenting, not loving, and not caring.
I hand that back to you. It’s on you.
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