I just wanted so share my happiness anonymously as this is sensitive, but I'm a regular poster.
I thought I'd have mixed feelings the day I finally stood up to my mother, and I' m definitely emotional, but 99% of the emotion is good. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted and I actually feel some confidence in myself for the first time in a while.
I wouldn't go so far as to say my mother is an emotionally abusive person, though I've heard other people say it. But her behaviour can be. She is what my friend calls 'aggressively generous': she'll go over the top in doing things for people, giving things, putting herself out for them - whether they asked or want her to or not - so she can play the martyr and go on and on about all she does for others, call people ungrateful, complain about how busy she is (with stuff she chooses to do - she's retired and well off). She is also intermittently aggressive, nasty, and never in the wrong. Ever. For anything. Well, today I was supposed to go to some event at her house (which she's putting on for the benefit of others, apparently) that I really could have done without, I have a hectic fulltime job, a social life and plenty of things to do around my flat. But I went, early, and she immediately got an attitude about me saying the wrong thing apparently:
- I commented that one of her dog's leads was sticking and needed replacing
- She yelled at me that she has a million and one things to do
Normally I would just go quiet and passive at this but something stirred in me and I pointed out that I was only going to suggest I order it on Amazon (I regularly order things for her and she gives me the money as she won't shop online).
- She yelled at me that I still hadn't sorted out her dogs' insurance online, despite her 'bringing it up' multiple times and I pointed out at the she needed to give me the money first as it had to be a lump sum yearly payment
- She then proceeded to have pick a massive fight about anything and everything and cop a huge attitude. She said she wasn't asking me for things any more as she 'didn't like my attitude' (I'm an adult with a job and home). So I said I was leaving and she could call me when she was ready to apologize. You can imagine the fireworks this started.
And I did leave.
And I feel fantastic! I've wanted to do this so many times. I don't think my mother has ever apologized to me more than three or four times in thirty years. So lets see what happens. I'm not angry. I'm not worried about it. I'm just not going to be the receptacle for her mood swings anymore.
Oh and when I said I was going to stand up for myself (which has frequently told me to do, as I am usually very passive), she said 'that's just a new thing you have at the moment'. Well, maybe it is! Long may it last!
I don't know why it took me so long to do this.