This May Be The Reason Why You Are Being Hated And You Just Don't Know Why and Love Is The Solution

The solution to my mum's hatred of me is LOVE!!!

It was a restless night last night.

I couldn't sleep until 4am. I woke up a mere 4 hours later at 8am.

It was a slow morning. I brushed my teeth slowly, washed my face slowly, changed into my work attire listlessly, all the while with all sorts of thoughts spinning at the speed of light in and around my brain.

Why and how did I end up that way?

Last night, I received an unexpected phone call from my father and we talked for a full 40 minutes. He shared so many things with my regarding the circumstances surrounding my grandfather's death this Wednesday morning on 27 April 2016.

One of the things that kept me awake last night was the photograph he had taken from one of the many photo albums that my grandfather had kept in his wardrobe. He told me that was a photo of my mum's younger self with her father, which is my grandfather. My father said I looked exactly like my mum when she was younger.

I was a split image of my mum!

This is so eerie!

Last year, I shared with a good friend of mine all the unpleasant things my mum did to me. As we chatted, he suddenly asked about how my mother looked like. I told him we were very alike. When we went out together, people often thought we are sisters. At that time, my friend told me that could be exactly the reason why my mother hated me!

Because I looked exactly like my mother, every time when we saw me, those nasty thoughts about how her father treated her filled her up completely and she couldn't help but hate me whenever she looked at me. At that time, I only took what he said with a pinch of salt. I had doubt if it could be true.

But now, there's evidence.

My friend advised me to take a look at the photo as soon as possible to verify if I was the split image of my mum.

And my friend added on that if that was the case, I need to love my mum, not hate her, because she probably went through a bad time with her father and she couldn't help but take her anger on me, and always dissatisfied and unhappy with me.

Now I sort of understand.

Yes, I will not hate my mum. She couldn't help it. I need to love her even more, and help her walk out of her shadows.

Bless me and my mum. Wouldn't you?