As always with this type of book, I think there is too much of putting people into little "boxes."
I also thought there were too many examples that didn't really fit the labels.
I did enjoy the chapters called "The Doormat" and "Truce". They were helpful.
page 82: Anita describes her Doormat mother this way: My mother is so sensitive, the smallest criticism reduces her to tears. So everything with her is sweetness and light. Any problems I ever had with her, if I tried to talk about them, she'd just kind of go out of focus--she would just space out or walk away. Once she said to me with complete seriousness, "I wish I were you." I didn't take it as approval. I took it as a warning that she wanted me to fill the emptiness of her life. It scared the hell out of me.
The Doormat is the least separated of all five maternal types described in this book...
page 83-84 [This section is an example of writing in this book that I find unhelpful]: Paula describes her mother as a "pathetic victim."...Willa would spend hours on the phone in the afternoon, talking to female friends. But she seemed to get no sustenance from those attachments.
"As soon as she would hang up, her face would go blank," Paula says. "It was as if a door slammed. Once they hung up, people didn't exist for her anymore." Paula has the feeling that she doesn't exist for her mother either, not because her mother doesn't adore her, but because she seems utterly worn out.
page 296 [helpful]: My relationship with my mother has improved immeasurably since I stopped expecting so much of her. When I started to recognize that there are times she can't come through for me because she isn't able to--and not because she doesn't love me--I stopped being so disappointed in her. I used to call her and discuss problems I knew she couldn't respond to. Now maybe I'll talk to a friend about them, and go to my mother only for what she can give me. I like her a whole lot more since I accepted her. --Sandra, thirty-two
page 327 [Truce]: She's not somebody I'd choose for a friend, but we're capable of having some good times together. --Hannah, forty...
The "silent treatment" was always Grace's way of expressing displeasure...It usually worked, at least with her children. Sulking caused her kids to jump to attention, especially Linda...But as Linda got older it began to dawn on her that her mother's happiness seemed to depend on her, and required the sacrifice of Linda's own feelings and needs.
Linda, now thirty-two, was tired of being her mother's savior... of feeling like a puppet. So...for the first time, she did not try to "save" her...Linda called a truce to the mother-daughter relationship as it had been. She began to establish healthy boundaries between herself and her mother, so that their ways of dealing with each other could get unstuck and be redirected toward something more equal, more real--even more affectionate...
A truce is not true comradeship, but neither is it open combat--it is a broad territory somewhere between the two. A truce feels like a definite "maybe": it's a lot easier to either totally adore your mother or thoroughly hate her than it is to tolerate her mixed blessings and your mixed emotions...A truce can take one of three forms: righteous obligation; holding pattern; peaceful coexistence.
Righteous Obligation...You wouldn't dream of renouncing your relationship, but it doesn't give you any real pleasure except, perhaps...being a "good daughter." Indeed, such a relationship may give you a good deal of pain, as you listen to her many complaints...you both try to exert inappropriate control over each other...you allow her too great a role in your life. You are too influenced by her judgments...And you have too great a role in her life--letting her call you at work when her microwave conks out...This category is what Dr. Lucy Rose Fischer calls "Mutual Mothering." Mother and daughter are entwined in a web of commitments that do not lead to real friendship but that, rather, make them feel uneasily beholden to each other...
Holding Pattern...you've decided that you and your mother aren't friends, even though you've given her that impression through the years...Now you want to pull back from what has been a surfeit of devotion you don't really feel. You don't want to defect, but you realize that you've neglected too many of your own needs in order to win her approval and affection...
Peaceful coexistence. This category is the most stable and rewarding of the three forms of mother-daughter truce...doesn't necessarily mean a loving connection...means a relationship that is no longer mined with unresolved and unrealistic expectations...can be amicable...you want to improve your relationship, keeping the good in it and deflecting the bad. You appreciate the things you and your mother have in common, and that's enough to forge a connection that is cordial, if not really intimate...Acceptance that you and your mother will never be soul mates...is not achieved without some sadness. But by giving up the impossible dream that your mother will change, you allow the dust between you to settle so that you can really see each other and, perhaps, find a middle ground of affable, realistic potential...
How do you get to peaceful coexistence?... Your relationship...may be far from ideal, but--assuming she is not altogether evil--it doesn't mean that your connection is worthless, or that it can't be made better...Reaching peaceful coexistence often requires a constructive limbo in which mother and daughter give each other the space to see each other as separate adults so the relationship can mature. Both...need to try to hang in during the transition from "mother-child" to an enriching connection between two adult women...
the daughter must...understand that her own maturity is seriously jeopardized by her own continued and inappropriate dependence...Often this dependence takes the form of financial obligation--the daughter dare not strike out on her own because she literally "owes" her mother so much...the daughter needs to take financial responsibility for herself. This means she passes up her parents' offer of a hefty loan for a condo or a new car--she does without the money in order to profit from her separate identity. She may be cash poor for a while, but she'll be rich in an independence that allows her to find her boundaries.
This kind of independence is difficult for many Baby Boomers...By remaining emotionally or financially dependent, their separation, and their relationships with their parents, are stalled...
How Daughters Can Hang In...She says, I can't stand that look in her eye--a look that says, "Help me, help me, fill my needs, forget about you"--...Now when I visit her, I go through this process of centering myself. I say to myself, "When she looks at you like that, there's nothing you can do about it. That's her, not you. Take care of yourself...
Breaking the Pattern...Setting Limits...Controlling your Reactions...
page 368: ...it would be different. I would be to her all the things that my mother had not been to me. Where I had felt humiliated and ridiculed, she would feel cherished. Where I had been neglected, she would be nurtured. Where I had been terrified, she would be utterly secure.
I did not realize...Jenny inherited not only my joy but all my convoluted history and curious emotional legacies, all the unfinished sentences of my childhood.
Jenny embarked on her life burdened by the highest expectation a mother can bequeath: You will make up for everything.