Hi all. Not a new poster. Name changed because this felt a bit personal.
I don't really know what I'm asking here. I don't think I want to go no contact with my mother, because it would mean losing the already distant relationship I have with my two youngest siblings, who still live with her. But our relationship has broken down to the point where, in my eyes, it's almost like a parody of a mother daughter relationship. It's a hollow shell.
I don't want to drip feed, but the basic background is: poor family, alcoholic dad, undiagnosed bipolar mum, too many kids. I was the "good one" growing up. Quiet, well-behaved, did well in school. But no confidence, and no real friends. Hit with a crippling depression at 18 when it all sort of came crashing down on me. I'm 34 now and feel like I never really got back on my feet. I've watched a few videos about childhood ptsd and think that might be a thing that's happening with me. It would fit.
My relationship with my mum has always been a bit rocky. When I was doing well, I didn't get much of her attention, but I felt that she was proud of me and loved me. When I was struggling, she couldn't help. There were a couple of occasions where I really needed her and got rejected when I reached out for help. It's made it very hard to trust her.
Our relationship can seem good on the surface. We meet up and I make a big effort to be the smiley happy funny version of me I know she wants to see, and it's fine. As long as I'm the adult friend who is having fun with her, and not the depressed child who needs something, it's fine. But that reality is getting harder to live with.
We see each other more and more rarely now. It used to be every few weeks. Now months will pass between meet ups. That's partly my fault. I try to meet her only when I can be the version she wants to see, and it's getting harder to put that game face on, so I keep putting off seeing her. There have been times where I slipped and revealed some unhappiness. The consequences reminded me why I don't. But it's getting so hard to bottle up that side of me, because it's pretty much all there is these days. Life is so miserable and a childish part of me just wishes I had a real mum to make it more bearable. To take care of me a bit.
We have very little contact now. About once a month she'll send me some link on WhatsApp, with no context, and I try to find something to say back. Sometimes I do and we have a few lines of meaningless conversation about a tv show or something. And then radio silence again. She never asks how I am, because she knows it's not good and she doesn't want to hear it.
I suppose I'm just looking for advice. I don't want to cut off my own mother, but this whole situation feels so damaging, and I don't know what to do. I want to cry every time I really think of it. But I can't stand the stress and drama and the finality of going NC with her. It will make me feel awful, and despite everything, I don't want to hurt her. I just don't think I can go on much longer the way I am. I'd really appreciate some advice. On how to handle this, how to stop being so upset about it . . . just anything really. I'm at a loss.