Her: I'm really happy that you visiting Gramdma but please could you give a bit of thought before filling her room with pictures from your ds, I find it upsetting knowing that you are able to see your Grandma whilst he cannot see his! It's not just you and your mum effected by this situation it's all of us. Xxx
(‘Filling his room’= 3 pictures he drew when we visited her that were left in a pile on a table.)
Me: Right, firstly he drew the pictures for grandma while he was sitting right next to her so unless you want me to chuck them in the bin in front of him I don't have much option but to leave them do I? Secondly he is very happy and fine thank you and not pining for my mum. Thirdly she is the cause of this situation, she allowed a violent bully to abuse and intimidate me for 13 years which caused a lifetime of upset and mental health problems so for all her upset now at us being estranged she certainly didn't care at the time. And she didn't give a shit when she stuck two fingers up at us by turning up uninvited at my sons nativity play. So the buck stops with her I'm afraid. All of it stops with her. And I don't wish to discuss it any further.
Her: Trust me I'm not condoning her turning up to the nativity. And I'm not saying he can't do a picture for Great Grandma - I am tying to say that this 'situation' has ripples effecting the whole family ... at a time when we are still fucking mourning our dad. And as you say I have no desire to discuss this any further either
Me: People do not choose to not see their mum anymore for no reason. I've nearly killed myself over this crap so many times. My whole life has been completely ruined. All because of her. If you'd been there you would know that. All you've heard is her self-serving 'I was the victim' rubbish which is absolute crap.
Her: I'm not denying any of that I'm really not, I'm not saying she's perfect, but you invited her into his life for all this years and now you've cut her off, it's like she mourning! I'm the only sister with grandchildren that can really understand and it's me turns to, I can't cope with any more of it, not right now. Xx
Me: I won't ever visit grandma again, clearly once again I have to suffer and bow out of the family when i didn't do anything but try to cope.
Her: No no no I didn't mean that, don't think that for a minute, I'm having a shit day, two weeks since the funeral and I just randomly thought I could text you and I'm sorry - ignore stupid fucking Aunty ——-.
I’ve laid in bed bawling my eyes out for the last half hour.
Ps I didn’t ‘invite’ my mum into my sons life, she suddenly got super eager to be around when I had him when her interest was at best intermittent before and she wasn’t there for me when I was very unwell and suicidal.