silvercatz1
New member
- Joined
- Jan 24, 2015
- Messages
- 3
- Reason
- Undiagnosed
- Diagnosis
- 06/2013
- Country
- US
- State
- TX
I just wanted to say hi. It's 5:15 in the morning and I'm still awake. I've been crying because of pain number one and secondly my son calls me a hypochondriac and my other son is hateful and disrespectful to me. I was diagnosed a year and a half ago and I was so relieved that I could put a name to this disease. At first my son's were understanding but now if I'm in pain they just roll their eyes at me. Trust me I don't sit around and complain to them but, if I can't babysit my beautiful grandchildren or I'm limping they tell me to exercise and think positive. The only time they come around is if they want something like my car or money. If I can't help I don't hear from them and it really hurts my feelings. I don't get it. I raised them single handedly and they were happy and we had a good life. When I'm around them I feel like a piece of dirt. I've tried being assertive, from long conversations to just plain Ole getting mad and cry. As I mother my dreams were to travel and be the greatest grandma. Sometimes I wonder if they just wish I were dead instead of their father. Wow that's my hello. Sucks. Thank you for taking the time to read this. Michelle