My dad just called me an idiot. He's not wrong, but it still hurt.
Do your parents love you?
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This is an interesting question. I've thought a lot about it, since my parents are a**holes. The answer I've come up with is, yes, they love me in their way. That is, they think they love me. But they are just not very loving people. They don't love each other very well. They can be cruel and offensive to me. They do not know how to be supportive. They treat the people closest to them the worst, instead of the best. Which is twisted, don't you think?
Especially compared with how kind and loving I am with my own kids, I see that my parents aren't like that with me and never were, even when I was very little. Its pretty sad. At least I have my spouse and kids in my corner. That's good!
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Yes, I believe my parents love my siblings and me unconditionally. They have always been supportive of each of us in whatever we've pursued. They didn't support us blindly, but rather in a positive attentive fashion. They love each other and are supportive of each other as well. They are both extremely healthy physically and emotionally. Our accomplishments are truly shared with them.
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I think they did, at one point, but that time is long past. Every time I come into contact with them it is out of some form of obligation, and it feels forced from both sides. We are not rude or mean to one another, but we are certainly not what anyone would call loving. And that's... fine. You learn to live with it, as long as you recognize it.
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My mother loves me but is screwed up emotionally. My father is incapable of loving anyone except himself. Supportive? We hardly ever communicate. I only call them because if I don't they will use it against me in some emotional game. It's hard for me to believe I ended up in a normal relationship with my wife.