We would all like to think that we prepared our kids to be kind, humble adults who are ready to take on the world. But family is never that easy, and relationships have a way of fizzling out. One of our readers reached out to share her experience.
This is Jody’s story.
Hello,
My daughter, Ella, moved out of my home when she started university. I was a single mom and I think she always resented me for that. But we had a decent relationship, that is until she moved back to the city I live in.
After she left, I rented a smaller place because I didn’t need anything more than the basics and I never planned on owning a home. It was too much responsibility that I was not ready to take on. But Ella seems to think that’s a problem.
Shortly after she returned, she started acting like she was above me. The first time she came to visit my tiny home, she said, “This dump is embarrassing!” and smirked. I didn’t say anything, mostly because I was shocked that she had become so cruel.
A few weeks after that, she called me in a panic. She said that she had been laid off and had fallen behind on her rent. She asked if I could borrow her money to pay it, but she was renting a high-end, very expensive apartment in the middle of the city. Her rent was more than I earned.
