I grew up in a provincial city. My mum came from a VERY rural area - not even a village - the proper ‘sticks’ iyswim.
Both my parents remained together, they never separated.
When I was around 18 and still living at home - my mum used to announce from time to time
”I just want to go back to rural area she came from
“I WAHT TO BE ON MY OWN!!!!”
For context - I’m an only child, she was a career woman who ALWAYS worked full time - even soon after I was born - and when she came home loved drinking the old ‘Beveragino!!’ - spirits, mainly.
Often had drunken tantrums. For instance in summer of 1990 - her behaviour at home was just one long drunken tantrum!
i think if she’d gone back to the rural area of her birth - it would be great - like a honeymoon period at first - with her maybe getting invited to Sunday tea/lunch at houses of people she knew. All lovely. But after a few weeks at most, she’d be horrifically bored and lonely as the invitations would dry up - and she has no remaining family in the area - both parents dead. She’d be crying on the phone to my Dad blaming him!! 🤣 it reminds me a bit of the lyric in the Status Quo song :
”Smiling Faces As You Wave To Land, But Once You Get There No One Gives A Damn”
The area where she came from is also such that it’s great and pleasant in summer but bleak and VERY isolated in winter. VERY dark - no streetlights and no public transport or EXTREMELY infrequent - and that was circa 1983 !!
I’ve found this phenomenon myself when I had to go to my home town to sort out my late Dad’s house. Lovely chats with his neighbours at first - nice visits to all the lovely new cafes when I first get there. But after this is over - I’m stuck on my own dealing with the shit when I’m out of my depth with no experience of clearing houses. His house was in a massive state of disrepair. That’s lonely and difficult.
AIBU to think her behaviour was disrespectful to me & my Dad?