I recently had an argument with my 48 year-old son when he told me, very hurtfully, that I was not worthy of respect. I have always backed him to the hilt, when he was doing postgrad studying abroad I sent him funds which I could ill afford: he has never paid me back, in spite of having a good job. I was so amazed at his attitude that I sent him extracts from my memoir ( I had a very difficult childhood) with a note to say that if he read it he might understand more about my response to people and events. I haven't heard from him since! We mothers beat ourselves up, but most of us are good enough mothers, and I personally did not get proper mothering myself, but I did my best. As a previous poster said, it is the son's problem not the mother's. He needs to grow up and try to put himself in his mother's shoes.
This made me quite teary - but smile too
You swap sleeping positions with your pet , where are you sleeping tonight?






