Well, things with my mom are finally being patched up. She still insists that she thinks I'm taking the wrong path and openly hopes that this is just a "phase", but she's less condemning about my faith at this point.
Though we had an interesting moment a while ago, where she made a comment about "how small my gods are" because a single Æsir or Vanir was not all-powerful and all-knowing like the Christian deity. I simply replied that at Odin's table, all are welcome, even if the guest would rather act like a know-it-all and pretend the others didn't exist, though that guest's behavior would end up pissing off Thor and getting the guest hammered. But hey. That's Thor's problem, and not the Allfather's.
And she laughed!
Going ahead and counting that as a small victory.
Sorry, but I think at some point someone has to move beyond the past and just admitting that they're a screwed up person. Charging at their child with a knife is usually considered to be well AFTER that point for good reasons.
Glad you worked things out with your mom. *thumbs up* Also, sorry for kinda commandeering your original topic with my mile long posts. Completely unintentional.
And I see your point with my own past mom problems, appreciate you backing me up. But I think that the things that happened in her past were so traumatizing though that they've genuinely caused this psychosis. Could she get over them? With professional intervention, perhaps. But that's frowned heavily upon in our community (I feel like I'm trying to explain "the old ways" of some indigenous tribe...). Is that right? Of course not, we've had knock down, drag out arguments over that. I do my damnedest to bring her into a new age, believe me fellas. I haven't lost hope yet.
She did wrong, yes, but in her own weird ways she's apologized to me for it & many other things that have bothered me over the years. Hell, she outright said she was sorry to me when I told her about somethings that made me cry when I was 8. My jaw DROPPED when I heard, "...oh. Mommy didn't know...sissy, honey, I'm sorry." That was a beautiful, wonderful victory to me. I couldn't help but imagine it like a bridge had just been built between two small islands, connecting them & allowing for us to actually meet, to know & understand each other better. I suck at analogies, but there ya go. But yeah, the bottom line is that emotions other than anger are HIGHLY frowned upon in this house (we were raised like British royalty, just poor). That was QUITE the victory for me.
I also want to point out that she was a "good mom" in other areas-always made sure I had good Christmases, birthdays, all that jazz-in her own really, REALLY odd way I believe she cares for me. She genuinely believed that she was looking out for me by trying to keep me a social recluse. Also wanted to point out she's like, way, WAY against religion, but believes in God, which I find quite lovely. You'll never hear someone denounce "Sunday Christians" (fake Christians) & self-righteous, holier than though assholes like she does. She actually took a good ol' regular Baptist preacher to court for not giving her & my family time enough to move out of their apartment when he purchased the building before he went in while everyone was gone to work & school, threw all of their furniture (and I mean threw, as in broke some stuff) outside, let it rain on it, ruining a brand new t.v. she had just bought. The community was PISSED to say the least & tried every way they could to dissuade her from following through. She couldn't begin to tell me how many people were hung up on, or had a door slammed in their smug faces. She took him to court, won & he paid to replace everything. I wasn't even alive back then, but gosh darn it if I'm not proud of her for it to this day.
We're better than we were, I have my mom back in my life, but we're so not perfect. She'll never be like what I would assume most people consider a "normal" mom. At the end of it all though, I love her no matter what she does...she's my mom. It's s simple as that, but complex on many levesl as well. That's how it will always be.