Anybody ever felt like this before?

[Jaylen Owens]

So recently my mom has been what you call (Everytime I walk in it seems like she is down my throat over dumb stuff). I love her to death but I don’t think she fills the same. there will be times where I show something I wrote to her and she acts like she could care less. she has told me she don’t care for instruments just the words. Keep in mind I play guitar I don’t sing at all that killed me inside now it’s getting to the point where I dont wanna play guitar anymore because of it. I picked it up because my dad inspired me but I wanted to play for my mom to make her happy. But what gets me Is my dad would play guitar and not sing and she likes it but I can play the same thing and mom would say I don’t like the instruments just the words. It’s sad because I really enjoy guitar but stuff like this just make me lose motivation tremendously. thanks for your time for reading





This topic was modified 3 months ago by  Jaylen Owens.

 

[idssdi]

This sounds horrible! Basically, just do what you like to do and don’t try to find confirmation from your mom all the time. Sure, it’s nice to have supportive parents but sometimes it’s just not the case. To be honest my dad hasn’t always been super supportive of my guitar playing either but if you like to play guitar go for it! Don’t let yourself get down because it seems your mom doesn’t care.

 

[Jaylen Owens]

Thanks ids I swear i think she is bipolar sometimes one minute she is fine next she hates the world

 

[Ed Seith]

I have something to say on this, but it will likely take a bit, and I don’t have the time. You’re not alone and it gets better. More later, bud!

 

[Ezequiel Romanko]

man this is an horrible situation but don’t feel bad about it you will only lose things you like, like ids said its nice to have your fathers support but that not always happens, just keep doing what you like, and may this will sound crazy but if she doesn’t like what you writte or create don’t get mad or sad just keep writting things until she likes what you writte she may not notice now but one day she’ll realize how important is for you, but dont leave what you like for someone else, even your fathers,

 

[Calvin Phillips]

Shell regret not supporting your trust me.

 

[Kfir Yaakovi]

You can’t let other people define your passion. Play for yourself and be great.
Sorry to hear about your situation man.
Keep working hard and as I said, for yourself, and the rest will come along later.

 

[Ed Seith]

My parents were always pretty passive about me playing. They reluctantly helped me rent my first guitar and amp for a few months, probably hoping I’d give up on it like everything else that wasn’t easy. Clearly, I didn’t.
Once it was clear I was serious, Mom always worried I’d wind up strung out in an “opium den,” even though those (as far I know) hadn’t been a thing since long before I was born, at least not in the US. Funny thing, to this day, I’ve never tried a single “recreational” drug besides alcohol. Not even weed.
Regardless, I really didn’t feel especially supported, nor especially discouraged. That changed.
Fast forward some years. I’d become a bit of a local hot-shot guitar player. I’d just recorded a demo with my band. We spent a fortune, and put everything we had into it. I wrote a lot of the music (none of the lyrics) and played the bulk of the guitars. Also, since our bassist quit after recording his tracks, and since he’d recorded them to tape in stereo (making them useless), I played pretty much all the bass, as well. It had taken us months of weekends to record, and we were immensely proud of it.
I gave her a copy of the tape. We couldn’t afford to do CDs, and at the time they weren’t really expected for demos yet. I figured a few days later, I’d get the “it has a good beat” and well, at least she tried, right?
Nope. I came home from work one night (grown man, in my own condo, which I bought myself) To find a paper bag taped to my door with a note. She’d apparently read some of the lyrics printed in the cassette liner (which, honestly, were not especially “naughty” or anything) and decided it was trash and that she was disappointed and expected better of me.
She didn’t even hear any of MY work. My creativity. It was crushing.
And that was when I stopped caring (for the second time) about parental approval for what I did in my life. I brought it up to her a few years ago. She didn’t remember anything about it and swears she would never do such a thing.
But she did. And I carried on, and continued chasing my dream. What else was I gonna do? Quit??
Obviously, I never caught that dream. But I got to walk away from it on my own terms, and I still have some amazing memories of putting myself out there and taking the chance, and no one, ever, can take that away from me.
Some of life’s challenges we face with the support of those we love and trust the most. Some we must face alone. You will find others to inspire you to chase your best self. Don’t give up.
You rock. On your own.

 

[Jaylen Owens]

Thanks guys for everything! Ed appreciate the story even tho this term is used for something different. From your the great Papa Gates time to create my own weather again appreciate it all of you I’m currently working on a demo. I’ll keep you guys updated

 

[Riku Lainpelto]

That sucks. I feel bad for you. You should turn the negative energy which you get from your mom to a positive enegry. Other people will always criticize you no matter what you do. The key is not to let it affect you so much that you stop doing the things you’re passionate about. Keep on rocking!

 

[Firsty Lasty]

There’s an important life skill which is difficult to learn, but I guess now’s the time to learn it: you need to be able to emotionally go your own separate way. If your mom doesn’t want to give you encouragement to help drive your guitar progress forward, then you’re going to have to find your own way. Don’t look to her for guitar motivation again. Be ruthless in your decisiveness. Either be self-driven or find friends who can be excited for your success. If your mom is bipolar and hates the world half the time, it is her responsibility to get that sorted out. It is not your job. Do not allow yourself to carry the emotional weight of being burdened by it.
The same thing is true if you ever find yourself in a bad romantic relationship. If your partner stops loving you or cheats on you or whatever, go your own way and don’t look back. Be ruthless in your decisiveness to not waste more time and emotion on them. Don’t stay angry, or wonder “what if…?”, or play the blame game. Just be done with it.

 

[Brian Haner Sr.]

My parents were supportive of me BUT didn’t always like my musical choices. I was supportive of Syn BUT didn’t like all of his musical choices. Syn is supportive of me BUT doesn’t like all of my musical choices.
We want the people closest to us to love our art as much as we do. I think that is asking too much of them. John Lennon’s aunt (who raised him) told him he could never make a living playing guitar. He was devastated – but it pissed him off and he took on an “I’ll show her” attitude.
Play what is in your heart. You might be successful. You might not be successful. Time will tell. Your mom might not like your music – but she will like your happiness.
And on a side note – some people are touched by lyrics. Some people are touched by music. Whenever I see an A7X fan say “The band saved my life” (which I see all the time), it’s ALWAYS the lyrics that touched them. Something in the “message” of the song. The music certainly supports that – but the lyrics are what spoke to them.
Think of how many hit songs in the past 50 years have had no lyrics. Almost none. Lyrics matter. Your mom is a lyric person. You are a music person. There is room in this world for both of you.
Hug your mom. Be happy. Life is short.
Cheers!
PG