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I hope his mother eventually received the help she needed. I know it can be difficult as a child to see through the flaws of a troubled parent, it's difficult
by af8a90n2mr 5y ago
I hope his mother eventually received the help she needed.
I know it can be difficult as a child to see through the flaws of a troubled parent, it's difficult to feel more than resent when you have to live through it night and day - an occasional glimmer of their vulnerability might open your eyes as child, that they are just another human struggling like you, but it can be fleeting.
I've been in a similar but far less extreme situation. With time it's possible to appreciate what was essentially a dysfunctional yet supportive parent, she was clearly a well intentioned, good person trying to do the right thing. As much as her mental health troubled her, she clearly cared far more than many better positioned parents out there.
- pwdisswordfish0 5y ago> I hope his mother eventually received the help she needed. "His"?
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- mmcgaha 5y agoThank you for making me go back and look. I was reading this from the perspective of a young boy too. For whatever reason I visualized myself when I was reading this.
- maxime_cb 5y agoI specifically didn't mention gender in the story because I figured that it would make it easier for more people to relate. When you write a story, you get to choose which aspects to highlight on or not :)
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- sha256sum 5y agoOne thing I have learned as a parent is that you grow with your child. I’ve also learned that some people simply should not raise children, let alone by themselves. I hold much more sympathy for the author. Hopefully all involved have gotten the help they need, but in perspective this person did little to change it sounds like and deprived the author of a loving household. Those who survived violent upbringings from parents understand.
- maxime_cb 5y agoIt was a strange mix. She was a very loving mother when I was a kid. She told me that I was a wanted child (not an accident), and that I was the most important person in her life. I have good memories from when I was 4 to 8 years old. Things took a turn for the worse when her mental illness surfaced, but it was always like, she really wanted to be a good parent and she really tried her best, but the mental illness made that difficult/impossible.