Does anyone hate their own mother?

Some. The uncle next door didn't want to see his biological mother, and when the old woman was unable to move, the bad uncle kicked her out of the house.

Some. I'm the one. My mom's first husband passed away unexpectedly.

My mother took my brother to marry my father, and gave birth to me and my sister. My dad was a wooden man, stupid and not good at communicating. Most of the wages were sent to my grandmother, and we had no food to eat during the most difficult times, and I ate raw corn that was not ripe.

My mom was actually a very strong person. I used to do the work of a brick factory man. At that time, they worked overtime to give a dime and a half penny of bread and a bottle of soda, and my mother was reluctant to eat it, so she brought it back to us.

I can't hold back my tears when I think about it now. ‍‍

Surely there are many mothers who give birth without raising them, or abuse their children, depriving them of a happy childhood.

No one should hate their mother, although the mother nags, but she is sincerely good to you.

My uncle divorced when his child was more than a year old, and my mother raised the child at my home, which is nothing, but the hateful thing is that my mother was afraid that my father would not like this child, so she actually looked for a fortune teller to pretend to meet my father by chance, and told my father's fortune, because my mother found it, so my father's previous fortune tellers were very accurate, my mother taught me, and my father was very impressed, and finally, the finishing touch told my father that he must be good to his brother-in-law's child, saying that my father will have to rely on this child no matter what he does in the future, and I am a white-eyed wolf, If it's unreliable, it will only harm my dad. In addition to the wind blowing on my mother's pillow, the result is that my father and I are getting more and more estranged.

I really hated my mom when I was a kid. She never dressed up, the more she thought about the freckles on her face, the more she didn't pay attention to the maintenance of her body, she was getting bigger and bigger, and she was angry at us at every turn, just because we didn't take a shower earlier, dropped the rice grains on the ground when we ate, ate only meat and not vegetables, or quarreled with my dad.

There should be someone who will, for example, there are several children in the family, but the mother treats them differently, which will make those children who are not favored have a grudge mentality.

I hate my mother very much, I am forty-two years old, I am a single mother, with two children, my stepmother helped me bring them, my stepmother was very good to me and my children because she had no children, and my own mother left me and my brother when I was about ten years old. The pursuit of her own happiness went.

I don't hate my mother, I love her very much, she is not a proper mother in the strict sense of the word. Even my confinement has not been taken care of, which does not affect my love for her, because life is really cruel to her.

My mother was a beautiful intellectual woman, and because she was born beautiful, she was very favored by my father. However, since I was a child, I was indifferent to my younger brother and me, and my father did all the housework. I've been helping my father since I was a kid.

In the seventies, when I was eleven or twelve years old, in the winter, I went down to the river to knock off the ice, wash the dishes, wash the vegetables, sweep the floor and carry water.

When I was a child, I hated my mother, my childhood was a nightmare, unbearable, and I fantasized about escaping from that home countless times, and my biggest wish was to look forward to growing up soon.

If I had a choice, I would rather choose not to be born. Mom, this word is the last thing I want to hear right now. Growing up, she brought me too many negative things.

There are many people who will have this phenomenon, and the children of seventeen or eighteen will go out of the station during the rebellious period, and they feel that they are too strict and have no freedom to start hating.

Sometimes because of some things, there will be some resentment towards the mother, but as a mother and daughter, how can there be any overnight hatred.

I feel like the question my parents asked me that I didn't know anything after I had nothing to do with me was that I really hated that.