I’m writing this as a silent scream. If no one reads it or comments I won’t be disappointed. I simply need to get this out into the universe like an emotional vomit. Once I’ve purged, I might feel better.
I hate my mother. I had a horrible childhood. My parents divorced when I was 17. I then lived with my lovely grandparents for a year.
I have hundreds of stories about this cold, manipulative narcissist.
She’s now 78. She’s been ill for years. She won’t sell the family home because she has promised it to my brother (he already has his own home too).
Recently her lies and spiteful behaviour have escalated. I think her illness is making her even more bitter and angry.
My brother is her Carer. He doesn’t do it very well but I’m grateful nonetheless.
I have recently found out some of the lies she has been telling people about me. They’re the sort of things you might say about someone you absolutely detest - not the daughter who treats you with kindness, affection and respect and helps you financially.
Basically, I’m a good Actress. I’m lovely to my Mum because my behaviour is a reflection on me, not her. These latest revelations have broken my heart all over again.
If I’m honest - I wish she would hurry up and die.
Thank you for letting me vent.