There's been issues with my mum for a while, feeling she doesn't make an effort to see me or my DD by either not texting/visiting or cancelling visits when she's already supposed to be here. I can't get to hers as I don't drive, it's too dangerous to walk, and a taxi is too expensive at the minute.
It all blew up a month or so ago when she blamed me for something that I hadn't done (quite serious and was hurtful in what she'd said). I told her to fuck off then but a couple weeks later she called, demanded an apology and after a couple days/lots of messages of me trying to get her to realise where she messed up I apologised for an easy life and so my DD could know her grandmother.
Last week she turned up unexpectedly, stayed for five minutes, and then as she was leaving said she'd pop up later and she'd stay for roughly 30 minutes to an hour. This would be the longest time spent with her in months so I really looked forward to it, especially as I'm alone in the evenings and downstairs are quite antisocial so I get panicky. She didn't even bother to text herself, got a sibling to do it so I text her asking if she was totally not coming up or if she'd be up a bit later (wasn't clear in the siblings text). She said no and maybe Friday. Something snapped in me and I just said no.
Didn't hear from her until Saturday evening when she tried calling, which I ignored because me and my partner were having a baby free night and I didn't want her spoiling it. Ignored four phone calls Sunday because we were busy tidying.
I text her this morning on Facebook explaining why I hadn't answered, and how hurt I was. Not aggressive or confrontational just put the facts out there. She replied saying she was hurt too and I'm always busy when she wants to see me (never has she asked to see me apart from last Friday, but I have asked to even just sit in the car with her on the way to her work to spend time with her) and she understands that. I replied along the lines of "yep turn it back on yourself, why can't I ever just be hurt and you accept you're the reason why" she then said she wasn't going to argue with me but either we sort this out and enjoy time we spend together or we don't. I said I wasn't arguing with her I was just trying to have a discussion but she obviously can't have one without it turning into an argument and luckily nothing will change if we just carry on as normal and agree we won't see each other anymore. She then called me a "nasty spiteful little girl" which did get my back up a bit and I asked if it's spiteful to be fed up of being treated like shit and voicing it like she does so often, how I apologised last time but I'm not backing down, and she's too selfish to sort things out so goodbye. I then blocked her on Facebook. Five minutes later I get a text through on my phone that I'm immature, and a drama queen who can't call or arrange to meet up to sort this out. I then got very angry as personally I believe blocking someone shows you're done so I called her a deluded bitch and told her to fuck off. She said to grow up and it's clear I want my MIL help not hers and I use my DD against her (notice id made absolutely no mention of the baby before this). I then sent a very long text essentially saying I'm fed up of being treated this way, she's toxic and no I won't have her ruining my child (first time I've ever said I dont want her anywhere near her, in the past I've always tried to encourage a relationship) and then blocked her on my phone.
It's a long read so sorry for that but I feel so liberated, and strong for doing this. I normally back down, or not give into the name calling because it's childish but today I just thought well if she's going to be childish maybe that's the only way to get through to her. She's fucked my life up for years, by not sending me to school regularly, by moving her boyfriend in and out every couple of months since 2013, and kicking me out almost two years ago because I had a messy bedroom (we hadn't even spoken for a month so for her to say she'd asked me to tidy it beforehand is a pisstake in my eyes and I was 17 fgs, who kicks their 17yo out for a messy room!) Anyway, I'm so proud of myself and wanted to get it out in writing somewhere 💪☺️