 Show
Find & Share Quotes with Friends I'm Glad My Mom Died Quotes
101,030 ratings, 4.67 average rating, 15,080 reviews I'm Glad My Mom Died Quotes Showing 1-30 of 164 “I take a longer look at the words on her headstone. “I don’t like knowing people in the context of things. "Oh, that’s the person I work out with. That’s the person I’m in a book club with. That’s the person I did that show
with." Because once the context ends, so does the friendship” “Why do we romanticize the dead? Why can't we be honest about them? Especially moms, they're the most romanticized of anyone. Moms are saints, angels by merely existing. No one could possibly understand what it's like to be a mom. Men will
never understand, women with no children will never understand. No one buts moms know the hardship of motherhood and we non-moms must heap nothing but praise upon mom because we lowly, pitiful, non-moms are mere peasants compared to the goddesses we call mothers.” “I yearn to know the people I love
deeply and intimately—without context, without boxes—and I yearn for them to know me that way, too.” “One of the more excruciating emotional disconnects for me is when someone says something they think is poignant and I receive it as complete bullshit.” “Loving someone is vulnerable. It's sensitive. It's tender. And I get lost in them. If I love someone, I start to disappear. It's so much easier to just do googly eyes and fond memories and inside jokes for a few months, run the second things start to get real, then repeat the cycle with someone new.” “A pushover is a bad thing to be, but an opinionated pushover is a worse thing to be. A pushover is nice and goes along with it, whatever it is. An opinionated pushover acts nice and goes along with it, but while quietly brooding and resentful. I am an opinionated pushover.” “Maybe it’s because she didn’t want to be a dancer growing up, she wanted to be an actress, and maybe Mom only sits in when I’m being the thing she wanted to be.” “I'm becoming an angry person with no tolerance for anyone. I'm aware of this shift and yet have no desire to change it. If anything, I want it. It's armor. It's easier to be angry than to feel to pain underneath it.” “I’m pretty sure the God I’ve learned about doesn’t make exceptions.” “I’m aware enough to know how fucking annoying and whiny this all sounds. Millions of people dream of being famous, and here I am with fame and hating it. I somehow feel entitled to my hatred since I was not the one who dreamed of being famous. Mom was. Mom pushed this on me. I’m allowed to hate someone else’s
dream, even if it’s my reality.” “SLIPS ARE TOTALLY NORMAL. WHEN you have a slip, it’s just that. A slip. It doesn’t define you. It doesn’t make you a failure. The most important thing is that you don’t let that slip become a slide,” “This feeling of sadness and ending is really common on sets. You get to know the people around you so intimately because you’re around them more than you’re around your family. For a period of time. And then you aren’t anymore. And little by little, you realize you start talking less and less to the people you thought you were so intimate with.
Until you don’t talk to them at all anymore. And it makes you wonder if you were ever really intimate with them in the first place or if it was all just a facade. If the connections were as temporary as the sets they were made on.” “I feel like the world is divided into two types of people: people who know
loss and people who don't.” “I don’t like knowing people in the context of things. "Oh, that’s the person I “I was conditioned to believe any boundary I wanted was a betrayal of her, so I stayed silent. Cooperative.” “She wanted this. And I wanted her to
have it. I wanted her to be happy. But now that I have it, I realize that she’s happy and I’m not. Her happiness came at the cost of mine. I feel robbed and exploited.” “I have over a decade’s worth of eating disorder experience at this point. There were the anorexic years, the binge-eating ones, and the
current bulimic ones. The more experience I’ve got, the more I recognize that the body is hardly a reliable reflection of what’s going on inside it. My body has fluctuated frequently and drastically throughout this decade, and no matter how it’s fluctuated, no matter whether my body is a kids’ size 10 slim or an adult size 6, I’ve had an issue underneath it. People don’t seem to get that unless they have a history with eating disorders. People seem to assign thin with “good,” heavy with “bad,”
and too thin also with “bad.” There’s such a small window of “good.” It’s a window that I currently fall into, even though my habits are so far from good. I’m abusing my body every day. I’m miserable. I’m depleted. And yet the compliments keep pouring in.” “I’m done being a good sport. I resent being a
good sport. If I wasn’t such a good sport to begin with, I wouldn’t be in this predicament in the first place. I wouldn’t be on this shitty show saying these shitty lines on this shitty set with this shitty hairstyle. Maybe my life would be entirely different right now. I fantasize about it being different.” “I always forget that trying to reason with the unreasonable is... unreasonable.” “I'm becoming an angry person with no tolerance for anyone. I'm aware of this shift, and yet have no desire to change it. If anything, I want it. It's armor. It's easier to be angry than to feel the pain underneath it.”
“The problem with this is that if we beat ourselves up after a mistake, we add shame onto the guilt and frustration that we already feel about our mistake. That guilt and frustration can be helpful in moving us forward, but shame...shame keeps us stuck. It's a paralyzing emotion. When we get caught in a
shame spiral, we tend to make more of the same kinds of mistakes that caused us shame in the first place".” “Maybe I feel this way now because I viewed my mom that way for so long. I had her up on a pedestal, and I know how detrimental that pedestal was to my well-being and life. That pedestal kept me
stuck, emotionally stunted, living in fear, dependent, in a near constant state of emotional pain and without the tools to even identify that pain let alone deal with it. My mom didn't deserve her pedestal. She was a narcissist. She refused to admit she had any problems, despite how destructive those problems were to our entire family.” “We talked about how sad and miserable we are and how we feel guilty about it because we have so much to be grateful for. We watched "Dance Moms" until we fell asleep. Between Abby Lee Miller's abusive tactics and the intensity of the parents, we relate deeply.” “Recovery so
far is, in some ways, as difficult as the bulimic/alcohol-ridden years, but difficult in a different way because I'm facing my issues for the first time instead of burying them with eating disorders and substances. I'm processing not only the grief of my mom's death, but the grief of a childhood, adolescence, and young adulthood that I feel I had never truly been able to live for myself. It's difficult, but it's the kind of difficult I have pride in.” “I've gotta something more important to offer, something I'm sure mom cares about more than anything. "Mommy, I am... so skinny right now. I'm finally down to 89 pounds." I'm in the ICU with my dying mother, and the thing that I'm sure will get her to wake up, is the fact that in the days since mom has been hospitalized, my fear and
sadness have morphed into the perfect anorexia motivation cocktail, and finally I have achieved mom's current goal weight for me: 89 pounds.” “My mother emotionally, physically and mentally abused me in ways that will forever impact me. She gave me breast and vaginal exams until I was seventeen years
old. These "exams" made my body stiff with discomfort. I felt violated, yet I had no voice, no ability to express that.” “Fuck being a good sport, I’d rather be playing charades with Tom Hanks.” “Anyway, what was I saying?” he asks while he keeps massaging me. My shoulders do have a lot of knots in them, but I don’t want The Creator to be the one rubbing them out. I want to say something, to tell him to stop, but I’m so scared of offending him. “Oh, right,” he says, remembering his train of thought without my help. “Every kid out there would kill for an opportunity like
the one you’ve got. You’re very lucky, Jennetter.” “I’ve become a bitter person and I’m resigned to that fact. I can’t change my circumstances, so why try to change who I’ve become as a result of them?” Welcome back. Just a moment while we sign you in to your Goodreads account. What is the book about Im glad my mom died?A heartbreaking and hilarious memoir by iCarly and Sam & Cat star Jennette McCurdy about her struggles as a former child actor—including eating disorders, addiction, and a complicated relationship with her overbearing mother—and how she retook control of her life.
Where can I read Im glad my mom died?You can listen to I'm Glad My Mom Died for free on Audible right now, thanks to the site's free trial offer. Get a 30-day free trial to Audible here, and use it to listen to McCurdy's memoir on audiobook for free. Your free trial also gets you unlimited listening to other titles, Audible Originals and popular podcasts.
How many pages is I'm glad my mom died?I'm Glad My Mom Died. Who did Jennette McCurdy dedicate her book to?At the very beginning of McCurdy's I'm Glad My Mother Died memoir, she dedicates her book to her three older brothers Marcus, Dustin and Scottie, which she tells me she loves and appreciates so much, going on to say that the relationships she has with with her siblings are some of the most important in her life today.
|
Im Glad My Mom Died quotes
Related Posts
Copyright © 2024 ShotOnMac Inc.
