I don’t think anyone ever tells me they are proud of me. I’m okay with that. It would be nice if someone did tell me they are proud of me, just like it’s nice when people tell you, you are doing a good job. I am a mother. I have spent my life telling people I am proud of them. My children and my husband mostly. Me as a mom, I have found out I am invisible.
My children, or half of my children are so caught up into their daily drama’s that they can’t see anything but themselves. They are narcissistic and could never think of pumping up anyone’s ego but their own. I know my other two boys are proud of me, because of how they treat me. That is enough for me. I carry myself with pride because I want them to be proud of me as their mom and I know they are. That means more to me than words.
My husband tells me quite often that he is proud of me. He also tells me he loves me. More importantly than saying these things to me, he shows me everyday that he is proud of me and loves me. Those are just words, actions mean more to me than words. He gets up everyday and goes to work. He lets me live my life how I want too. He doesn’t control me and supports everything I do. We have been together for 39 years/36 of them married. (He married me when I was twelve lol, not really but I was pretty young)
It is nice when people tell you things like that and makes you feel good. But I think the most important thing is to be proud of yourself and how you live your life. You cannot wait for the world to think you are great. You have to think of yourself as great and be proud of yourself and your accomplishments. The world, unfortunately doesn’t care so much about you. It can be a very, harsh and unforgiving place. Go do good things, give yourself a hug and always be proud of who you are. That’s what really matters.