I’ve been NC with my parents and one of my three sisters since April and I suppose I’m just looking for some perspective or to hear from anyone who’s been through something similar.
I’m the eldest of four daughters. Our childhood was quite unstable, my dad had multiple affairs (he even had a child with someone else), we witnessed DV, both my parents came from very difficult upbringings. My mum lost her mum at six, my dad lost two siblings when he was very young, and neither of them ever really learned how to show love or be emotionally present. I always made excuses for them and tried to understand it, but as I’m now approaching 50, I’m realising how much it’s affected me and even my own adult children.
When our youngest sister passed away suddenly in 2020, it was a truly an awful time, something we'll never get over, however I stepped up (as usual) to support everyone and organised everything alone. I’m “the strong one”, the one expected to hold everything together. But despite that, I’ve always been on the outside, they have family barbecues, holidays, Christmas get-togethers and I’m either left out completely or invited as an afterthought.
Last year, for my birthday, I didn’t get a single card or even a text from my parents or sister, just a Facebook post. I kept trying, turning up, buying gifts, keeping things civil, but it’s not reciprocated.
The final straw came when they decided to get a memorial stone for my late sister. They asked me (with two days’ notice) to contribute £££'s. I explained that I couldn’t at that moment but would do so in a couple of months. My mum said that was fine. Two months later, I found out through my niece that the stone had already been placed and nobody had told me or my children. I was utterly devastated, how could they? My son had just left the UK to work in NZ for 3yrs too, he could have seen his aunties stone before leaving? I decided not to contribute at that point and went NC.
I then realised I’d spent decades chasing love and validation that just wasn’t going to come. Since going no contact, my life feels calmer. I’m not constantly second-guessing myself or wondering what I’ve done wrong.
Just to add to this, my husband’s family are the total opposite, his mum is amazing (sometimes too amazing!) and it just makes me even sadder that my own parents aren’t like that. As a mum myself, I’m nothing like my parents, thank goodness. My children are my everything. I think becoming a mum has made me reflect even more on my own upbringing, and I’ve realised I’ve excused my parents far too much, for far too long. They didn’t have to be like that as parents.
I suppose I’m not asking how to fix it, I don’t really want to. I just want to hear from anyone who’s made peace with walking away from their family. How do you truly move forward? I feel settled, but there’s still that small part of me that feels stuck between relief and sadness.
Thank you for making it this far, there's so much more I could of added, a whole books worth!