My mother gets drunk and has episodes.
I've always had a difficult relationship with her and especially over the last 5 or so years I struggle to enjoy her company, drunk or sober. She wants me to be close to her. Her friends of similar age are close to their daughters, go shopping, chat on the phone every day. I just can't. She's abusive to me when drunk, even when not that drunk. If she can't get to me she has a go with DH. Afterwards she's very apologetic and expects us to get over it and carry on as normal.
Anyway, she had a few wines with dinner last week at my house. I have a DH and 2 primary age kids. After dinner she started to leave to drive home. DH said you better stop her. So I invited her to stay. I don't enjoy her company but didn't want her drunk driving.
It was a busy evening because we were going on a short holiday the next day. DH, the kids and I, flights the following lunchtime. I still have the bulk of the packing to do and DH wanted a haircut.
I cut his hair and DH and I bickered the whole time I was cutting while my mother was sitting there. To give you an idea DH and I have a long time between us joke where we bicker but there's no intent or malice in it, we're not even annoyed at each other. It is a form of humour between us. We both understand even if outsiders don't. He was maybe saying something like remember and cut off all the greys, and I would say, but not laughing, time for Grecian 2000 you old git and he'd retort anymore of your cheek and I'll take my business elsewhere (I've been cutting his hair since we got together and other than pregnancy traditionally do it while under the influence...again a running joke). I'll get back to my story I'm sure you get the picture.
Mother witnessing DH and I, said to me after DH was off to get the hoover post-haircut, "I couldn't stand being married". I said "Really? You spend enough time looking for a man". Normally I don't bite, but she of the 2 divorces has no business commenting on my happy marriage. She spends most weekends in nightclubs that are over-35s and have a reputation for being meat-markets. Over the years since she split with her exH (not my dad) she has had a good number of weird and wonderful boyfriends. After the first few I lost interest. I'm not against her finding a man, oh no, but not interested in hearing the minute detail of every relationship she has with a frog on the way.
Anyway this ignited her.
She said and I'll list
- I don't know why you even like your dad, he wanted to abort you when I was pregnant. I'm in my forties. My parents became parents in their teens. I'm sure abortion was discussed at the time, bound to have been, but I can't get excited about that.
- I could snap my fingers and get your dad back, he adores me. This isn't true, my dad is in a happy relationship. And more to the point if she could do that she'd have snapped her magic fingers by now as she is desperate for a man in her life.
-X (close friend of mine and my mother's who had a lovely daughter Y who commited suicide, she had mental illness for 12 years beforehand) thinks you are just like Y. Mother said this very nastily as if I have mental illness.
-You are fat and ugly. Slightly overweight (and working on it) and reasonably attractive and a good 8 or 9 when I was in my 20s (even if I say so myself). DH and the kids think I'm beautiful, they're biased, but that's all that matters to me!
finally: Why do you not get on with me?
I bit again and told her she got pissed and has a pop at DH. She told him his mother and father didn't love him. At the time his dad was terminally ill and TBH I've never met a father and son closer. I loved his dad too and don't know anyone who ever met him that thought differently. His mother has been gone for years.
She also told my DH that he made my brother suicidal. My brother is not suicidal, not even depressed. He and my DH are close buddies.
The last two paragraphs are from 2 episodes before last weeks.
She said to me "you're lying, you need help". Then she disappeared to the livingroom to start screaming at my DH that I made everything up. Despite these being things she said to him.
I told her to leave and phoned her a taxi. I was sitting down to phone her a cab. DH was in another room. Mother, stood over me, made a fist and punched me hard on the temple. I'd phoned her a taxi by that time and then told her to leave straight away. I think my words were "just fuck off".
The following morning she came to my door at 8.30 and begged by text for me to let her in. I said "go away". She carried on banging on the door for a wee while and texting she just wanted to give me a hug.
I got my kids ready, finished packing and we went to the airport. I texted both my brothers saying briefly what had happened and that I wasn't doing it any more.
Went abroad, where my phone didn't work hurrah
The side of my face was black and blue.
Had a great holiday. I came back to 2 envelopes one for my attention and one for DH. I took them both upstairs and opened them before DH saw them (he now knows of the existence of them but isn't interested in reading them). I only skim read them but she was apologising, yet again and promising never to drink again and so on. DH's was sent to him with a copy of the letter to me and also a bit about how she knew how he felt losing his parents as she's lost hers.
To let you know she had her last outburst the night before DH's father's funeral. In the family home. She said that DH would probably leave me now as people reassess their lives after a death. I didn't bite that night because honestly with losing DFIL I didn't have the energy.
I'll get to my point. My kids love her. As much as I'd love to cut her off, my kids will go nuts.
She came round yesterday for my youngest's birthday, first time I'd seen her since the punch. I had DH say to her beforehand no hugs with me or trying to get me onside, as it was all about my little one's birthday. My DDad, her first husband, was there too. I've told my dad the story and he's livid.
Then she popped round this evening. She was here when I got home from work.
DH asked her yesterday not to mention sleepovers to the kids. They regularly stay over with her. He wasn't in. First thing she asked was did they want a sleepover tomorrow night. I said no we had plans.
My DD's proper (family) birthday party is this Saturday. It turns out that a good few people can't make it. I need space from my mother but she's expecting to come. I think it is going to be us, her, the family we were on holiday with (ie close friends) who know all about the punch and possibly my aunt and uncle.
I don't want a feud, but really need her out of my life for a bit. I just don't know what to do next. My kids love their gran, I just can't stand her though.
This is the longest post I've ever posted. My lappy is running out of battery. Thanks for reading if you've got this far.