This is true in so many levels. You know, they say that the moment you become a parent your dream is over and your child's dream begins, sadly not all parents think this way, like my mother.
I'm probably going to just sod like a whiny brat because of this, but here it goes.
When I was nine I moved with my mom, sister, and extended family to a really nice house in a really nice neighborhood. There I met the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. Let's call her Sarah. She was my next door neighbor. I became really good friends with Sarah, like, really good friends. As in we had sleep overs and our parents didn't care that we were opposite gender. We stayed friends for many years. And one day, when I was 12, Sarah started talking about when we would be going to university. She's a year older than me, and at the time I thought we would be friends forever, so I was scared about her going to university and leaving me (as she was my only friend at the time) and then she said that when she
Graduated Highschool, she'd wait a year for me to graduate, then we'd both go to university, split the rent on an apartment, and both go to university at the same time. And then we started talking about what would happen after university, and she said we could both get full time jobs, and split he rent on a house, and spend the rest of our lives together. Now, I realize that because I was 12 and she was 13 that this might seem like something silly, especially since at the time I'm still only 14, but to me this was a big deal. Sarah meant the world to me. When my friends all left me, she was there, and when my father married the woman who made my life hell and turned his back on me, she was there, and even when I was seriously contemplating suicide, she was there. Through all of my hard times to that point in my life, she had been there for me. So that was my first real dream. To spend the rest of my life with Sarah, and, though she never knew this, for us to get married.
And then it happened.
You see my mother has always had this dream to live in a house out in the country, not to have a farm, just to live in the country, so the first chance she got she bought this crappy little house with a MASSIVE property. And we moved there, and far away from Sarah. Me and Sarah still went to the same school at the time, but you see, she was no longer in walking/driving distance, so she couldn't come over, which turned out to be a bigger deal than I thought it would be. Due to issues with my father, I developed a really bad case of Anger, and I didn't know how to handle it, so when Sarah tried to talk to me at school, I'd often snap at her, and I said many things I shouldn't have, because all I could honk was that she was no longer there for me when I needed her. I didn't realize that it wasn't her fault though. And guess what? Mom actually sold the house and we moved back into a different town about a year after we lived in the country (we couldn't afford it)
Well, we go to the same school now, and she seems to hate me. She glares at me every time we pass in the hall way. I don't think she's going to be willing to speak to me again any time soon.
This dream of mine, still being intact, I recently decided to go talk to my mom about it. She first laughed at how silly it was of me to think I would marry my childhood friend. Then she asked me what I thought drove me and Sarah apart. I told her I thought it was because we left that town. She then snapped at me about how it was her dream to live out in the country and how she got her dream for a while and that I was being selfish for putting my dreams before hers. Now every time i bring up Sarah to her she tells me to grow up and move on, and maybe I should, but that doesn't change the fact that she was my first dream.
Sorry this is so long for a comment, I'll probably delete it later. I just needed to get this out of my system
Ha right you're selfish for putting you dreams before hers. She did the same to you if I read that right. And I'm sure if you got Sarah to sit down and listen to you long enough you could explain why you pushed her away. Maybe even show her this post.
Crashbandicoot, by the way you put it Sarah seemed to really care about you, so like jayjam said, don't give up on her. If she truly does care than she will take the time to listen to what you have to say about this :) Also, I know what it's like to have that kind of stuff happen with my mom too. She does love you and I don't like the fact that she dismisses your dream and called you selfish, but try to remember that parents put everything on hold in their dreams and ambitions to raise their child, so your mom is probably trying to accomplish those now that you're no longer a little kid.
Crashbandicoot, aren't you the one that's always, always bitching about your mom? Every post I see of yours, it's bitch, bitch, bitch about mom. You have some serious mommy issues. Here's some advice, there is nothing easier than blaming others for our lives, but in the end, only we are responsible for the outcome. So please grow the fuck up. I don't care if I get downvoted, I'm tired of seeing little bitches proveing why they're little bitches. I'm also well old enough to know how it will end, you angry and bitter at the end of your life because it was always someone elses fault. It's not their fault, they're not the ones who wasted their lives holding on to your resentment. I don't care if I'm coming off mean, reality is rarely ever nice.
Well excuuuuuuse me, princess. Sorry I bothered you by, as you say "being a little bitch"
Yeah, I have some issues with my mum, actually I have a lot of issues with my mum. So yeah, I probably do bitch about my mom a lot, and though this is not one of those times, I try to have a sense of humor about it, again, not this time.
And if you didn't want to be mean, you shouldn't have used the word bitch so many times in one comment. Also.... This is the Internet. Not fucking reality.
My parents are they only people who really support my dreams. They have always pushed me to be my best so that I can follow my dreams. For me, the only dreamkillers I have ever met are my peers. My parents are my closest friends.
I'm probably going to just sod like a whiny brat because of this, but here it goes.
When I was nine I moved with my mom, sister, and extended family to a really nice house in a really nice neighborhood. There I met the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. Let's call her Sarah. She was my next door neighbor. I became really good friends with Sarah, like, really good friends. As in we had sleep overs and our parents didn't care that we were opposite gender. We stayed friends for many years. And one day, when I was 12, Sarah started talking about when we would be going to university. She's a year older than me, and at the time I thought we would be friends forever, so I was scared about her going to university and leaving me (as she was my only friend at the time) and then she said that when she
You see my mother has always had this dream to live in a house out in the country, not to have a farm, just to live in the country, so the first chance she got she bought this crappy little house with a MASSIVE property. And we moved there, and far away from Sarah. Me and Sarah still went to the same school at the time, but you see, she was no longer in walking/driving distance, so she couldn't come over, which turned out to be a bigger deal than I thought it would be. Due to issues with my father, I developed a really bad case of Anger, and I didn't know how to handle it, so when Sarah tried to talk to me at school, I'd often snap at her, and I said many things I shouldn't have, because all I could honk was that she was no longer there for me when I needed her. I didn't realize that it wasn't her fault though. And guess what? Mom actually sold the house and we moved back into a different town about a year after we lived in the country (we couldn't afford it)
This dream of mine, still being intact, I recently decided to go talk to my mom about it. She first laughed at how silly it was of me to think I would marry my childhood friend. Then she asked me what I thought drove me and Sarah apart. I told her I thought it was because we left that town. She then snapped at me about how it was her dream to live out in the country and how she got her dream for a while and that I was being selfish for putting my dreams before hers. Now every time i bring up Sarah to her she tells me to grow up and move on, and maybe I should, but that doesn't change the fact that she was my first dream.
Sorry this is so long for a comment, I'll probably delete it later. I just needed to get this out of my system
Yeah, I have some issues with my mum, actually I have a lot of issues with my mum. So yeah, I probably do bitch about my mom a lot, and though this is not one of those times, I try to have a sense of humor about it, again, not this time.
And if you didn't want to be mean, you shouldn't have used the word bitch so many times in one comment. Also.... This is the Internet. Not fucking reality.