I absolutely adore my parents. When I was a child, I believed that they weren't human, and instead were literally angels from Heaven.
I have always been highly attached to my mom. My dad says that when I was a baby and toddler, She never put me down. She never spanked me either. My mom has always treated me with kindness, gentleness and understanding, and I can talk to her about anything. In my eyes she is a saint who can do no wrong. She is the main person I go to whenever I want to talk about my special interests (and by extension, my imaginary world) because she always expresses enthusiasm towards them. Whenever she has to work long shifts at her job, we write each other letters to keep in touch.
When my mom dies, I am afraid that I will be so upset that I will have a mental breakdown, which isn't unlikely given my history of mental illness.
I love my dad a lot too, but I'm not nearly as attached to him as I am to my mom. We spend time together by watching The Nightmare Before Christmas and going to Chinese restaurants. He also imparts spiritual wisdom and advice unto me. We got along well when I was a child, but we hit a rough patch in our relationship when I was a teenager because I was mentally ill with OCD, anxiety disorder and depression, and my dad didn't understand why I couldn't just "snap out of it" using pure logic. When I was diagnosed as being on the autistic spectrum, however, he began to understand that I couldn't reason the same way as he could due to my brain being wired differently. Our relationship has improved a lot since then.
I will definitely be upset when he dies, but I don't think it will hit me as hard as my mom's death will.
25 May 2011, 1:10 pm
