I don't have a Buddhism perspective, but having BTDT in the most painful of ways... I learnt to accept things as they are and stop worrying about why, why me and hoping for change. It is what it is. I shrug my shoulders and I'm sorry they don't want things to be different. I made my choices, so now I have no father in my life. I cannot ever have the close relationship I think some have with their mothers with mine, but what I have is what it is. And that is enough.
Meh. It could be worse. I could still be holding the hurt and pain that was my constant companion for so many years. Which changed nothing but my attitude and ability to be happy. I moved on instead and took a few lessons of my own. Like learning that at the end of the day, the person I could rely on was myself. And I was enough. Not to mention I had a firsthand example of certain ways of being and behaving (and treating others, especially my family) that I now know not to choose. And also, I'm not perfect. Neither are they. Sometimes we just find ourselves doing and saying things that in hindsight are not the best. And I know my parents looked at me through their own filters. They were wrong, but there it is.
I don't know if that helps at all, hun, but you are such a wonderful strong caring person that you don't need anyone else's love and acceptance and a certain way of being treated to be whole. Name it for what it is, realise it sucks and let it go. That's the best I have for you!


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I don't know if that helps at all, hun, but you are such a wonderful strong caring person that you don't need anyone else's love and acceptance and a certain way of being treated to be whole. Name it for what it is, realise it sucks and let it go. That's the best I have for you!
All I can say is she's a million times better as a mother (and grandmother!)



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