Monday, September 25, 2006

Time passes, I progress, parents don't change

I passed the exam. Found out about one month ago. One exam to go.

My mom is so bitter. She says she has been sick and no one cares. Honestly, I didn't know. She doesn't tell anyone at all. She wasn't in the hospital. Between my job, studies, and visiting my girlfriend on the weekends, I am not home often. And when I see my mom, she doesn't tell me she is ill. I asked what can I do? Please tell me when you are sick so I can help you. That is as far as I can go. And I will forgive her.

She says I despise her. I asked her how do I do that, when did I do that? She said that I told my sister negative things about my mom. Two years ago, when my parents were causing a ruckus and trying to disrupt the relationship with my girlfriend and I, I went to some people at their church. They were the leaders of the church and I said my parents were disrupting something that I believed God was doing in my life. They listened and had me recount the story again to someone else and asked my parents to meet with them. My parents met with them very reluctantly. They then wanted to meet with my parents and I together. My parents refused. Since then my dad has not been allowed to speak in the church. That is, not to give messages and things like that. My dad has been blaming me, saying it is my fault that this has happened.

I never said anything but the truth when mentioning my parents to anyone. I spoken graciously and never said anything untrue or slanderous. In fact, I barely spoke to anyone about them. Yet, they talked to dozens of people about myself and my health.

So earlier this year, my sister and I were talking, and she mentioned that at the church they were treating my dad in a funny way. I told her what happened. I was also under the impression that my mom had complained to the church elders in the past about my dad. I told my sister that it wasn't just what I said that reduced my dad's capacity at the church, but also my mom's actions. Apparently my mother never spoke to the people at the church about my dad, although she may have done it in the past to a previous church (she wouldn't confirm or deny this). I tried to apologize, but she wouldn't hear it. I tried to explain that my dad was blaming me, when there are other people who are responsible, primarily my dad. It was ugly and she blamed me over and over, and said how terrible I was and just went on and one. She then started to question my Christianity. I walked away.

It is really hard to study when all this stuff is going on.

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