I HATE IT when people give me excuses.
First time my attention was drawn to excuses was when my sister wrote my mum a letter where she said the exact same thing, she was fed up of all my mothers excuses about the family shituation.
I didn`t exactly know what she meant but somehow thought that sentence made a lot of sense, because the rest of that letter was complaints.
In a way excuses are hidden complaints-like "please don`t bug me can`t you see i am busy", is kinda like a denial with a complaint built into it. So now i am suppose to excuse my feelings, put them on hold and wait!?
If you get that message every time you try to reach someone(like i did with my mother), then you are bound to call the whole situation defeated and leave.
OH WELL, AT LEAST I TRIED....
AND THEN...what happens? She turns around and tells me that I AM THE PROBLEM
So now she wants to talk but NOT in a constructive way, NOOOOO she wants to argue. And what does she argue about? ME!?
Yes she thinks of numbers of things i have said,done or initiated the last 50 years of my life(i am 38).
Parents and their boring lives, soooo little to do that she must argue with one of her daughters, so few friends that she can`t find someone else to discuss her frustrating marriage with.
You either gain a mother or lose a friend.