It's funny well odd really, but I grew up ina family where guilt and martyrdom were constant. So, I have this wonderful child and all I felt was guilt, I just knew I was screwing her up, not like my parents, but in my very own special way. I just never came close to hitting the mark as a good mother. You read all those family circles and cosmos, how can you help feel inadequate?
So, there I am wallowing in my guilt because my depression makes it hard to be there for her, I suffer chronic pain, cannot walk the mall etc and she comes home the other day and says "mom, we have to write a paper on someone we admire and I'm doing it on you". And I thought "what could she possibly admire in me? But she admired my strength thru all my illnesses, that I always stood right behind, always there to talk and that I kept a positive outlook, even thru Katrina when we lost everything...I kept cracking jokes, y'knmow to keep from falling apart. So, anyway, I think we are too hard on ourselves, and we are much kinder more empathic, more gentle than most people, and we should stop dumping on ourselves all the time.
Yeah!!!! Here's to us We rock -LOL