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Relationships & Family > Family Dysfunction Testimonies: Dysfunctional mother and daughter relationships

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When I was twenty six, a friend gave me a book to read titled "I'm Okay, You're Okay". It took me over thirty five years to learn to believe that I was really okay.

It took, I think, more than fifty years to convince my mother I was 'okay'!

Now in my late fifties, I love my eighty-two year old mother dearly. Her words of praise and admiration and expressions of love evoke a mixture of emotions. I feel delight, mixed with acute pain. Why did it take her fifty years to learn to say "I love you, I'm proud of you."?

Whenever I speak to my lovely adult daughters, I tell them how spec...

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