I have had a long running fall out with my mother and rarely see her. In fact, I tend to think of her as dead. Not hate, just think of her as no longer with us. I have a feeling that there is going to be some sort of reconciliation attempt. Thing is, I love not seeing her at Christmas and Easter most of all. The very last thing I want is to lose my excuse not to go there. I have toyed with the idea of murdering her myself, but I don't drive and I think a car would be essential. I have tried hard to love her but I have failed. On a bad day I can still smell her.
So the prob is, I don't want a reconciliation because I find not having to see her a luxury. Last night in bed I was reliving every awful moment of our 'family' Christmases; the shit food, the tension, the tweeness, the beady-eyed disapproval of EVERYTHING. I don't want to go back. I don't care how much she apologises, I TREASURE my divorce from her.
She is a cow and I am not going to her funeral. I look at my friends now who have daughters and go to all sort of lenghths to make them feel good, not giving them issues with their weight and body image. My mother never ever told me I was pretty, told me I was fat, told me I was anorexic. Picks fault in everything. She used to hurt my ds and he complained to me, and I told her and that was another mistake. She is utterly toxic and I would do anything to avoid being part of her foul food and stupid, bitchy, negative conversation. Don't make me go there.
Expect to be flamed, but feel better for getting it out.