betty rose
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I wish I had your strength with the family. She, (sister), has called me ugly, stupid, and a scaredy cat my whole life. She was 2/1/2 years older than me. My parents told me to respect her as she was older. I have walked on eggs for many things in myI'm not criticizing your reasons, just that it would be a cold day in heck (trying to be PC) before I would let anyone, family or not, control my actions. I don't care who they think they are. My sister tried that Matriarch trip on everyone. It was ridiculous, because I am the oldest so if there were to be any "arch" it would be a Patriarch (me). To me it would be much more tiring to always be walking on eggs because of one non-justifiable persons opinion of power. But, whatever works for your dynamic. I do understand because I had a wife that required very careful egg walking for many years. Probably that is why I have an adversity to it.
life, parent's favorite saying was respect your elder's, and speak nothing against them. You have probably caught on to that ;
being the youngest, I had to be silent. I endured unspeakable things in my life, as I was afraid to speak out. Yes, that was wrong, but when you are brought up in a judgmental religion, you don't know any better, especially when you are isolated from other people in your formative years. College virtually saved me. I went to I U. A very liberal college, let's just say my eye's were opened to another world. My Mom hated the person I became, at college. She couldn't control me anymore. But sister has taken her place. I'm too tired to fight anymore. I endure, and move on. Disney has been my and hubby's sanctuary/ He was very abused by his father...hit in the face with a hammer etc. His father had 43 jobs over his life for hitting his bosses. He didn't speak to me, and our 2 year old daughter for me telling him he was abusive. I then said I don't care if you don't speak to me, but I will not let you abuse his 2 year old grand daughter. Hubby and I left and said we wouldn't ever come back to see them. When he died, we were best friends with his mother. We had great times together. She was a nicer mother to me than I have ever had. I still say a prayer on her birthday. She was very abused physically in her life. That was a time when women had no rights. We came to love and understand each other. Her husband tried to control her and me and daughter, and my hubby with abuse. I stopped his actions, by saying he couldn't control me or daughter, and hubby stood up, as he was beat up from his father from the time he was about 2. We left their house, and didn't return until we got a phone call from hubby's Mom. She said his dad wanted to set things straight. His father chickened out, and didn't apologize for his abuse to our family. We flew from K.C. to set things straight. We went out with hubby's mother, she was a kind and caring lady, I loved her dearly. I never forget her birthday, groundhog day, and say happy birthday to her. Things work out, sometimes with stress. I'm sure we have our stories. This is just one of ours. Thanks for listening.