I'm good enough, smart enough & people like me

When someone flat-out rejects me, erasing me completely from their life, I have interpreted their behavior as being a condemnation of me.  It is not about me when someone rejects me. It is about them. And it's okay for someone to reject me. We are not all destined to be friends with all.

It hurts to be rejected by someone I love, like my daughter. It hurts like hell. Yet even her rejection is about her, not about me.

I was a good, devoted mother. I made too many sacrifices for her, gave her too much. In the process, I think I showed her that I had less value as a person than she did. Paying for my mistake has been painful.