"there is a grieving process. Grieving for the parent you never had."
I absolutely agree with this statement. I have been grieving all my life, so when I finally made the decision to go NC (following some therapy) it felt that it was the beginning of the end of my grief.
My mother played the 'I don't know what I've done' card, playing the victim to the rest of the family, stating that I have mental health "issues" (funny how so many people who go NC are labelled as being unwell.) However, I don't mind the label, because for the first time in a long time I feel free.
NC should never be impulsive though. It's scary and I remember the day after I made the decision, I felt very strange. I remember walking down the street numbly....but I have never once regretted my decision. My mother was quite vile on the telephone in the weeks following my decision, which only worked to affirm that I had done the right thing. She went from being really sweet, to being very scary when she realised that this was 'it.' It helped me to write her a letter (that I never posted, but I kept it tucked away.) Whilst I busied myself preparing for a future without the drama, she started priming the family, clawing in any bit of sympathy she can get. I have never spoken a word to any of them about her. I didnt want to get dragged into the 'he said, she said' business. However I figured that if they chose to believe her, then they really didnt know the extent of the abuse directed towards me as a child, and if they don't know about it...I didnt want to be the one to tell them. After all, what would be the point? So over the years I have let them all slip away.
I fear 'triggers' though, such as birthdays and Christmas and I don't think the fear of her attempting contact will go away. I dont suppose it will until I move.
In my own experience I was ashamed at first by going NC, because I thought it was a taboo. But now I realise that I shouldn't have worried. I feel less alone now than I ever did with her in my life.
I wish you all the best OP