I've always known from being little that my mother was 'different' but couldn't understand why
I took years of abuse but didn't know it was abuse
I lost a very dear friend a few years back and when I rang her to tell her,I got a very sarcastic 'oh has she?I know how much she meant to you' (tone not words) and just knew she was smirking about me losing a massive support to me as a single parent
For some reason,I just knew from that second she'd never loved me and that she was glad my friend had died (she was jealous of my friend and had done everything she could to break our friendship but my friend was smarter and saw her for what she was,which my mother hated)
We ended up at my friends funeral and my mother tried to turn it into 'her show'
Sobbing and wailing (while making sure all eyes where on her) to the point it was embarrassing to admit I knew her
A few weeks later,I owed her some money for a phone bill and she demanded it back right-this-second whole knowing i didn't get paid for a few days and would have no money to for food for the kids (she didn't need it back that day and I'd agreed to paying it back on payday)
I lost it,told her to get out of my house and have never spoken to her again
My mother is a raging narcissist and I was her scapegoat
Written down like this,it makes me sound unhinged but she's never been there for me,has hated me all my life,conned thousands of pounds from me and has broken every relationship/friendship id ever had
Going nc with her was the best thing I've ever done
(And Nina,if your watching from up there,I did it-you where right about her,her behaviour wasn't normal and thank you for ignoring her bullshit)