Mother's Day. It's a day that I dread. My feelings conflict on it greatly. Should I celebrate it or not? My mother is the type of person who is addicted to holidays. Holidays, for her, are things that represent status. Everything is status for her. That being said: I have never been a big fan of holidays. We as children were expected to do things in a way that made her look respectable. She desired to spend holidays among wealthy people. Always wanting to visit an area where the only 'important' people lived.
I feel so conflicted on this. On one hand, I for some reason feel that people will feel lonely if they are not contacted or maybe I am afraid that if I never contact them, they will find a way to intrude on my new life. When I told my mother of the sexual abuse my father had put me through she seemed to care and even cried, but now she will contact me with messages asking me why I hate my father so. She'll ask me to come out to dinners with him and says that she'd like to strengthen the bond.
At what point do I stop owing her for taking care of me? At what point can I stop feeling like I am the selfish one? I hate this feeling of guilt and I don't understand it.