Toxic parents

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My relationship with my parents was toxic. My father only spoke to me when he was drunk. He would enjoy provoking me with hurtful words, and when he was doing […]

Mother – “far ahead”

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When I lived in London and was having another bout of depression, I asked my mother if she ever cared about my health or my work. Neither of my parents […]

Mother – in Hawaii

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For my 37th birthday, I had my parents fly to Honolulu for a vacation. The trip had been in our mind ever since I moved from Europe to the U.S. […]

Mother – reading time

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The memories with my mother I cherish is when she read for me in bed. She was generous about purchasing the quality collection of picture books. She was great at […]

Mother – grief

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My mother’s father passed away when I was 15 years old. Two years before his death, he was hit by a truck when he cycled home from the rice shop. […]

Mother – anger

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My mother rarely raised her voice at us or physically punished us. But on those rare occasions that she became angry, her anger was often abrupt, explosive, and unpredictable. She […]

Mother – illness

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My mother rarely went to see the doctor. Every year, she received an electronic appliance or audio device as the reward for never using the insurance. The only ailment that […]

Mother – indifference

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Recently I asked my mother if she had known I had an eating disorder as a child. I told her that she might have thought I was faking, but I […]

Mother – parenting method

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My mother was not overly strict with us, but she rarely praised us or encouraged us, either. She never prodded us to do homework, to achieve higher academically, or to […]

Mother – in the mirror

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I often saw my mother sitting in front of the dresser, smoking a cigarette. She’d be facing the mirror without looking into her reflection. She inhaled with a small pop […]