by stevemc » Mon Mar 08, 2010 2:38 am
Hello.
I kid you not, I just googled "sons of histrionic mothers" and your post was the only thing relevant that came up. My mother has never been officially diagnosed with HPD, but I was reading a DSM-IV book for a Psych paper in college and thought to myself, "damn this makes alot of sense regarding mom."
I don't know your story but I can absolutely relate to the "inability to have an intimate long-term relationship with a woman." I too have had this struggle in my life. Coupled with being an attractive guy with alot of opportunity to date different women, has lead to my own mother and sister, and other people questioning my sexual orientation before, even though I am 100% attracted to women physically and show no characteristics of a homosexual man. I have had two girlfriends in my life; one was a relationship where she literally always had to pursuade me to see her, and I wouldn't see her more than twice a week (long distance; perfect for a guy like me). The other was closer distance but I still would keep distance and only see her once maybe twice a week. As a result both of these women left, which really ripped some wounds open within me.
The biggest challenge for me? Dealing with the guilt that I find impossible to have a loving intimate relationship with my mother. Other men and women I know don't have the same opinions about their mothers that I do; "what a bad person I am for feeling this way."
Growing up....My mother was extremely loving, affectionate, involved in my life. So much so that other kids were jeealous of my sister and I; they wish their moms were as "nice" as my mom. And they were right, my mother was that nice...for a while....Slowly things changed as I entered my teens though. Then it became insanity, and I felt like the walls were closing in on me while living with her.
About my father (divorced from mom). "Son, I thought for longest time it was all my fault. I was so plagued with guilt about the divorce. The day I finally got freedom was the time when your mother had to work that trip on Thanksgiving and wouldn't be getting home until 5 pm. So she had me come cook the Thanksgiving dinner. I was there with you and your sister all day, everyone was getting along fine, the food was coming along fine. Then you mother walks in the door, and within 20 minutes it is complete chaos in the house. At that moment I had my relief, my guilt was lifted."
What is like having a mother like my mom? It is very difficult. Just being able to give another woman enough attention while dealing with my own mothers presence in my life is a heavy burden to carry, despite living 600 miles away from my mother. I would love to discuss more, but unfortunately I have other things to do right now. I created an account once I saw your post because I want you to know I understand everything you feel, believe me. I will post again soon.