How is your relationship with your parents?
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March 13th, 2011
What is your relationship with your parents like? Is it great? Is there negativity, and if so, is that from the parents or is it a feeling that you have toward them? Do you really enjoy their company? Do they get on your nerves? Are they helpful to you, either with child care, financially or in other ways?
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It was great.They have both since died.
No negativity.I just grew up and realized they did the best with what they knew and my siblings and I turned out just fine.
I did enjoy their company very much and had a relaxed,open relationship with them.When my mothe rwould get on my nerves,I would threaten her with incarceration in a home.That toned her down right away.She had a great sense of humor:)
I did not ask them for financial help.As for child care,no as I haven’t any children.If I did,my mom would’ve gladly baby-sat I am sure as she loved kids.:)
My dad’s dead and my mother hates me. I get along just fine with my grandmother though. She’s both like a mother and a sister to me, even if we live countries away and only ever communicate with the phone.
My dad was my light. He died when I was 17 and it took me years to get over his death. My mom was very needy after his death and I guess I more or less took care of her until her death in January. I loved her, but at times was frustrated with her neediness.
I had a great relationship with my parents except for a few rocky years. They passed on over 25 years ago now.
I have a great relationship with my sons now, too. My oldest son was estranged from the family for many years, but after suffering a severe stroke three years ago and a disabling fall last year, we have reestablished our relationship and I am very happy about that.
@YARNLADY Awesome, about reuniting with your son again. :) Sucks about the stroke though. :/
I have a great relationship with my parents. They are 80 & 76 and going strong. I visit often and spend as much time as I can with them. We don’t get on each others nerves and I have stayed day to day with them for weeks on end during summer trips.
I am happy with every moment I have with them and know this will not always be that way.
Glad I still have them around.
My parents are still alive but 989 miles away…I try to not let the distance bother me but it does. Sigh…thankfully my mom finally hooked up the Skype camera I sent her 14 months ago.
I get along well with my parents. My father and I have very similar personalities and interests, so we can butt heads occasionally.. but it is usually in good fun. My mom is an alcoholic, which has lead her to do some really destructive things in recent years. My trust in her has been eroded down to nearly nothing, but I love her and we stay in touch.
Dad is dead and Mom is off living her life apart from me, parts unknown.
We had some good times when I was a kid. Unfortunately, my mother became increasingly unstable and volatile as years went on. She can either be the life of the party or a ticking time bomb.
Dad was always great and a good man to be with. We had much in common. Unfortunately, he spent a lot of time running interference for my mother. This made it impossible to really have the relationship I wanted with him.
But hey, they loved each other.
My parents are both gone now. Even though life at home was dysfunctional in many (most?) ways, the older I have gotten, the more I have come to appreciate the sacrifices they both made for me. They did not design the troubled home life we had; it just was.
Even though growing up in that environment was extremely painful, I would not trade it for anything now. That very unique childhood has equipped me to be the person I am today. Thank you Mom and Dad!
It’s ok. My dad can really get on my nerves. My mom is actually nerve racking tooin her own way, but it doesn’t affect me emotionally really, I can dismiss it easier with her. They are each easier to deal with when not together.
I do feel loved, and feel they did the best they could. I don’t hold onto any negative feelings from childhood or anything like that. There are some things I wish were different, different about them.
I haven’t really had much of a relationship with my parents, I spent all of 11yrs living with them and then lived on my own until just recently when my senior mother and I bought a house together. Since then I’ve discovered she’s a wonderful friend, a great source of wisdom and experience. She feels more like a sister than a mother but it’s always be that way.
I had always maintained a good and positive relationship with my parents until their deaths.
It’s pretty good with my mom and stepdad. A bit of tough love here and there sometimes. My dad, not speaking at all. It’s a good thing, though.
Since joining the collective, my estimation of my relationship with my parents has skyrocketed. We’ve been at odds now and then (typical kid stuff), but nothing like some of the stories that you hear here.
Both are dead. My relationship with my dad was great though. I didn’t get to develop a relationship with my mother.
I get along well with my parents. Now that I’m living in a different city, we email almost every day, and I get home to see them about every 6 weeks or so, depending on how busy I am with school stuff.
My father has passed away but our relationship was always frought with scandals and negativity. He was a product of his culture, a sexist controlling man, wanted no sound out of his daughter and he never really knew me, because my mother protected him over me and begged me to never reveal my sexuality or gender identity or beliefs. My mother and I had problems once I became a teenager, she wasn’t very good at supporting me, always had expectations that I didn’t want nor met. She, to this day, is pretty critical of me and doesn’t see her flaws or how she’s hurt me in the past. Our relationship is better because I am happy and in love and at peace with myself but she sure wasn’t the kind of mom you’d want. Both of my parents have been through a lot, in their lives, and I suppose they thought they did the best they could.
Couldn’t be better. When we’re together we laugh and cry and hug and sing and fart and play Scrabble. I’m across the country from them now, which is not usually the case, and I miss them dearly.
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