an insane one.



Like, really. My mom is crazy. Completely functional, but one step away from snapping at ANY given moment.

I LOVE MY MOM! She's my best friend and my biggest supporter! I couldn't be where I am today with out her. Granted there are times I wish she'd go away but she means the world to me. I've been the spitting image of her for as long a i can remember, when I was little and going to the family reunions with 200+ people would without hesitation go your Monica's aren't you, and she looks damn good for 55!

I LOVE YA MOM

the bi-polar kind



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My mum always just did whatever my dad told her to do when they started going out she was studying art history, but he made her do sports science/phys ed or something, and then transfer to a physiotherapy degree. Practically that worked out well, she has never been without work wherever we have lived.
My parents moved away from their homeland to the other side of the world in 1978 when they were both in their early 30s, and my mum found it very difficult to adapt to a whole new culture where sexism and racism were still very much acceptable she couldn't buy nice bread - she was used to lovely crusty continental loaves of rye bread.
She was far from her mother and sister and it took more than 15 years before she went back home to visit them again.
My mum is fun, forward and cheeky, but my dad doesn't seem to appreciate any of those qualities - I really wonder why he married her! He watches her like a hawk, waiting for her to make a mistake so all his warnings were justified. He tells her to shut up all the time. She waits on him hand and foot, and he sits in his office surfing the net all day for the last 5 years since he retired.

I get along with her just fine, the 2 of us can get along very well, but she doesn't understand my need for solitude (she doesn't have that) and I don't have her boundless energy - she exhausts me! She never stops to rest so in short bursts our relationship works very well.

Evvy said:

my mom was both.

My mawm is mawmy

My Mom passed away 12 years ago this month.

She was sweet and loving, and the anchor of our family. My Father was an alcoholic, my Mom's only fault was that she never left his pathetic ass. She worked 2 jobs, took in sewing, and was able to keep our family functional. She had a wonderful sense of humor, and was loved by more people then I ever could have imagined. At her funeral, there was not an empty seat, the room was filled with people she came across in her life, and had made a change. People, complete strangers to us, would come up to us and tell us about her selfless acts of kindness. I am pround to say, I look just like my Mom, and she even gave me her name.

PaisleyPark5083 said:

My mom passed New Years '99 and I still feel like it happened just last year.
My mom was a FIERCE bitch!!!
She was irreverent, she was outspoken and unafraid.
I can't tell you how many fucked up "adventures" my mother dragged me along on.
She was GORGEOUS. Loved hair and makeup and sky high stilettos, and was probably the reason I did drag professionally for 10 years of my life .
I used to get ready for my drag shows at home and before leaving I would always have to go over to her to "look me over".
She would say: "You look slutty....pretty."

She used to come to my shows and pageants, front row center.
She taught me a lot about self expression and it is because of her that I admire women so.
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johnart said:

My mother was more my friend than she was my parent. It is because of her that I learned to be self-sufficient, stand on my own two feet and I always take care of my business. It is my hope that my kids will learn to stand on their own as well.

I ain't keeping no grandkids. Ever. Don't even bring them to my house.

Vendetta1 said:

Mine's the kind that hold a grudge indefinitely...

the kind that tries to have your wife deported by calling MY immigration lawyer...

the kind that makes threatening remarks to her 5 year old grandchild, then claims I was the threatening one...

the kind that smiles in your face and then turns around and talks MASSIVE shit about you behind your back...

the kind that makes you attend 8 weeks of anger management courses and the instructor keeps asking, "Why are you here?"...

the kind that demands a letter from a Psychotherapist stating I'm not criminally insane...



yeah, I'm having issues...

RenHoek said:

You sound like my brother from another mother.

RenHoek said:

I'm so sorry man.

what??? who?? which one??? oh i dont know....
oh, yeah, shes alright, i guess. have you seen my matching shoes, i want to wear this new handbag.

my mom is the definition of chaos



with some awesome qualities rolling around in there somewhere

RenHoek said:

I've been a victim of this kind of mania as well
luckily, my mom has graduated to simply being sorta whacky...most of the time
and when she seeks retribution, I CLEAR OUT
she's pretty much figured out she'll never get anywhere with that, and I think finally realized it was more important to try to have a relationship with me on MY terms, so
but it took years to set these boundaries with her
you can do it!

roodboi said:

DanceWme said:

Is that possible?

RenHoek said:

Sadly we cannot chose our parents.

DanceWme said:

Your Mom is Dick Cheney?

Martha Sewarts older sister....

Passsive agressive hypochondriacal Leo who only claws to kill when it comes to protecting her brood....with an amazing knack to tap into pop culture,identify with, and be worshipped by her childrn's friends (and occasionally her unruly assed children, too )

the best one ever

shanti0608 said:

Very much so

mdiver said:

Neither of the two types. I'm fortunate she is loving, kind, selfless, honest, real, understanding and forgiving. But she also has a streak that could scare the shit out of Satan if the need be.

She created me, she gave me life, she is part of me and always will be. She is my sunshine, my rock, my whole universe, source of life, my all! Just to give me life with 9 months spent near her heart to know how to love and to listen to her heart beat calling for me and counting down the moments to see me in the world. She's amazing.

Most importantly, I've learned what kind of woman not to be from my mum.

Would you like me to be honest...or make up some happy go lucky crap?

MoniGram said:

honesty please-

and the reason I asked is because my mom is a mix but she was very unhappy in her marriages which left her children with alot of issues to work out- despite it all- she's older now and sick and we can't do the fun things we use to

-it feels like i'm slowly losing her in her old age-

-it made me think that no matter what problems you have to endure- when mom is gone it will be harder to deal with that