Yes, I went NC with my mother some four years ago.
My childhood was awful. She hyped me up on skittles and Fanta and told me to spit at social workers and be really happy and loud- so she got free childcare for me when I was about 3. I was the same age when she gave me cigarettes to smoke because it was funny that I copied her motions, I was sexually abused at the same age, I also had an iron fall on me within that same year. I had 3 step dads in as many years, she went on to marry my dads brother.
We were never clean, we were trampy children who lacked many of the basic neccessities. She allowed her husband to beat the shit out of us, and admitted that she enjoyed seeing us cry when she would hit us.
She left me for hours on end looking after my siblings who all had behavioural issues, from the age of 7, by 8 I was getting my younger sibling read your for school and leaving the house to walk her to her school by the time I was 8, one day my sister ran away from the playground and I ran home crying and I remember my step dad telling me that it was all my fault and smashing my head off the wall, she was found and nothing was said of it again. I went entire school terms without PE kits and school shoes. I missed upto 40% of the academic year (I’ve seen school reports from then) when she did buy me clothes they were usually boys clothes and far too big. I wore trainers until there were numerous holes in them. I spent much of my childhood bringing up my siblings and telling social services things weren’t bad at home, because she made me believe life would have been worse out of their house.
I can’t get into words just how sad and lonely my childhood was.
I fell pregnant at 16, she wasn’t too bothered by that, but she did chuck me and my daughter out when she was 3 months old. I was suffering with postnatal depression, and she said I was so grumpy it was affecting her... I knew to keep quiet and well out of the way by that point so it wasn’t true.
I met my now husband and she lost any control she had. I had a cancer scare, she told me she would take my daughter away because what kind of mother would let her child see her die?! I feared social services coming to my door all the time I was having tests. At that point I was only 20!
Final straw was when I was getting married 4 years ago, she was jealous. Last time I spoke to her she told me what an awful undeserving person I was.
I cried for two days straight,
She made my sister leave my wedding, and stopped the family from seeing my daughter.
She tried to get back into our lives about 3 years ago, we have moved on and are happier without her around.
When she does I will not even go to her funeral. I put up with her shit for over 20 years. She’s controlling, manipulative and I want no part in it. She was no sort of mother, and I find it funny that I am the only one of her children that has a half decent life, the others- well let’s just say, the apple didn’t fall far from that tree.
There’s no way back, I’m happier without her in my life though.