TheDepressedOne
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So I am a guy in his mid 30's and have been cooking for my family since I was 17. My mother died 2 years ago and everything changed. I have to admit that I was cooking my ass off for my mother to hear her compliment the food. That is really what I lived for, to make her happy and proud. Since her death I haven't cooked for my family, I tried to replace what I have been doing forever with my girlfriend's family. So it is just me cooking for my girlfriend, her mother and brother. That really isn't the same. I mean my mother wanted me to be a doctor, I was never that, and I can still hear her say I wish you became a doctor so you can take care of me. You know when I was 10 or so she said "I will never make it to 30. I hope you become a doctor so you can fix what I have wrong with me." Well, obviously from this post I never became a doctor. I truly wish I could go back and become one. Maybe I could have helped her. But since I didn't I tried hard to make her proud. Of my food, my family and everything else.
My problem is I never lived down the fact that I never lived her wishes and became a doctor, who (I am 100% sure) could have diagnosed her blood clot and cancer that led to her death way before.
Things are really different around the Holidays. I am getting more and more depressed as each day goes by getting closer to Christmas. I hate this time of year and really wished I could be under-stood. Someone could come in and know how bad I feel for not listening to my mother. Someone who could come in and eat my food and love it, be proud of me again for something.
I really don't have much, me and my girlfriend. But I am missing the biggest part of my life. Dont get me wrong, I love my girlfriend with all of my heart but my mother was my entire life.
On Christmas I would spend all of my money on a present for her that would make her smile when she opened it, spent hours tasting the food I was preparing to make sure I could get a compliment about it when she was eating it. That was my life since I was 19. Things have changed since her death and I am seriously depressed. I hope someone has the answer to my situation since I have not had one in over 2 years.
Thanks for listening.
My problem is I never lived down the fact that I never lived her wishes and became a doctor, who (I am 100% sure) could have diagnosed her blood clot and cancer that led to her death way before.
Things are really different around the Holidays. I am getting more and more depressed as each day goes by getting closer to Christmas. I hate this time of year and really wished I could be under-stood. Someone could come in and know how bad I feel for not listening to my mother. Someone who could come in and eat my food and love it, be proud of me again for something.
I really don't have much, me and my girlfriend. But I am missing the biggest part of my life. Dont get me wrong, I love my girlfriend with all of my heart but my mother was my entire life.
On Christmas I would spend all of my money on a present for her that would make her smile when she opened it, spent hours tasting the food I was preparing to make sure I could get a compliment about it when she was eating it. That was my life since I was 19. Things have changed since her death and I am seriously depressed. I hope someone has the answer to my situation since I have not had one in over 2 years.
Thanks for listening.