thank you so much for your vulnerability in writing this. i almost stopped halfway through because i thought it would be too painful to read something on a mother relationship i did not understand. but i am so glad i kept reading. your writing and expression is beautiful. and i am so sorry that i relate to to you, but i hear you and see you. your words have effected me tremendously.
this was a beautiful read. the links of girlhood, reflection of mother in self, thank you for your vulnerability. it makes me face uncomfortable truths in a different light
Every sentence is a thought I too have shared about my mother. it was incredibly clear and well expressed and it felt like a weight lifted off my chest for some reason. I want to write about my mother like this on here, and my fear of being and becoming everything she embodies, but she is subscribed. :-)
It’s such a scary yet real thing. I realised I was a lot like my mother in my late 20s, prior to that I was in denial that we had anything in common. I do wonder how much is genetics and how much of it is just the amount of time we spend observing our mothers as we grow up. As our role model it’s inevitable we inherit both their negative and positive traits.
In response to both of your comments: I saw this last night at 2am and it prompted me to journal—about who I am, what I am called to do, and how I will fulfill my purpose as a writer. Thank you so much for saying this. You have truly validated my existence. The fact that I could move someone so greatly with my words is unfathomable to me and I am so grateful that you shared this with me. And thank you for sharing your pain with me. I am sending you all of my love, every single ounce of it.
This reminds me of a book quote that stayed with me: "Take note of your father's mistakes because they become your own." The quote is addressed to the son, but still applies. As I grow older, I appreciate my mother more for what I see in her, I see in myself. I love her more for her weaknesses because I am an extension of her, and in so doing, I give myself grace. Thank you for being so open and sharing. I love it.
lol I remember when I lived in this yoga cult when I was 19 and a lady there said "we always become our mothers" and I was like .......... nah, I rebuke this and you. I mean I get it, but no. So I have been actively engaged in not becoming my mother intentionally since then. It's gotta be a mix of biological predisposition, conditioning, primal bonding and some other shit but I simply have to decline that fate.
girlhood is, in many ways, only a reflection of motherhood
thank you so much for your vulnerability in writing this. i almost stopped halfway through because i thought it would be too painful to read something on a mother relationship i did not understand. but i am so glad i kept reading. your writing and expression is beautiful. and i am so sorry that i relate to to you, but i hear you and see you. your words have effected me tremendously.
this was a beautiful read. the links of girlhood, reflection of mother in self, thank you for your vulnerability. it makes me face uncomfortable truths in a different light
Thank you so much 🥺
Every sentence is a thought I too have shared about my mother. it was incredibly clear and well expressed and it felt like a weight lifted off my chest for some reason. I want to write about my mother like this on here, and my fear of being and becoming everything she embodies, but she is subscribed. :-)
this is really, really pretty. thank you for writing and posting this.
Thank you for listening <3
It’s such a scary yet real thing. I realised I was a lot like my mother in my late 20s, prior to that I was in denial that we had anything in common. I do wonder how much is genetics and how much of it is just the amount of time we spend observing our mothers as we grow up. As our role model it’s inevitable we inherit both their negative and positive traits.
i’m on the verge of crying, that’s so real and so well written
I have so much love for you 🫂
i love this so much. thank you
this is so raw and beautiful oh my god
Thank you so much
This is beautiful
Thank you so much, truly
this brought me to tears my the way! lol i love when writing can invoke emotion, so again, thank you ♡
In response to both of your comments: I saw this last night at 2am and it prompted me to journal—about who I am, what I am called to do, and how I will fulfill my purpose as a writer. Thank you so much for saying this. You have truly validated my existence. The fact that I could move someone so greatly with my words is unfathomable to me and I am so grateful that you shared this with me. And thank you for sharing your pain with me. I am sending you all of my love, every single ounce of it.
This reminds me of a book quote that stayed with me: "Take note of your father's mistakes because they become your own." The quote is addressed to the son, but still applies. As I grow older, I appreciate my mother more for what I see in her, I see in myself. I love her more for her weaknesses because I am an extension of her, and in so doing, I give myself grace. Thank you for being so open and sharing. I love it.
my dad uses this title as an insult towards me and boy does it hurt. i'm trying my best every day to reclaim the great parts
Caught myself in the mirror just like this the other day
lol I remember when I lived in this yoga cult when I was 19 and a lady there said "we always become our mothers" and I was like .......... nah, I rebuke this and you. I mean I get it, but no. So I have been actively engaged in not becoming my mother intentionally since then. It's gotta be a mix of biological predisposition, conditioning, primal bonding and some other shit but I simply have to decline that fate.
Such a careful and thoughtful read. I can feel the emotion behind every word.