Hello all
have been aware for some years of my mothers weird idea of parenting. Since having my own kids it occurred to me that being a mother, loving your children no matter what the circumstances is not an effort. It is normal. Your kids love you unconditionally and you them. This is not something to be sneered at which my mother would do. She sneers at anything or anybody who shows any kind of gentleness, humanity.
She has a path beaten up to the door of the church. Can't imagine what she says to God. Yet, anything like christian behaviour is beyond her.
My father died when I was young. But, in typical mother fashion, she truly believed that she was the only one effected by this. Her constant threats to send us to boarding school, put us in care, become an alcoholic so we would understand true suffering, were very unsettling.
She was physically violent. Smacked in the face was her calling card. But, the bullying trickled down through us. My brother behaved like a psychopath, he tried to stab me once, chased me through a neighbours house. The man came home and decked him. My mother said not one word. Asked if she remembers this....you guessed it. Not a single memory of anything.
My mental health has always been in doubt. All these years I was trying to fix myself, with the family cheering on from the side line. Suicide attempts, self harm, depression and so on. According to the family, during one of their interventions, this is being naughty and selfish. I should pull my self to together. As my youngest sister (Golden child) said, "We are not that type of family".....yes, we are so healthy. I disappeard for the remainder of that day, alternating between spending the rest of my life under a convenient bush or getting myself admitted to psych unit. DH took them in hand and there has been truce since then.
My mother lives close by. If she does drop by, she usually annouces she needs a piss and was passing. So, thats nice. She has engulfed my youngest sister and her son. She vies with me and my eldest and is pretty much indifferent to my youngest.
Her indifference is legend. Always being unsure as to whether she can attend/do something that is important to me. To this end she attended the All Ireland debate competition final that I had made, and sat in silence in the car the whole way home. Got an A in honours english, asked if that was good? Day of my graduation, couldn'/t make it. Day of my wedding, never passed comment on anything. AT ALL. Make a big joke out of telling me I was adopted and she had the paperwork upstairs. Name calling, hitting, ignoring. No positive attention. The not remembering of an awful lot of stuff. The constant hints that I am not good enough, for anything. When my first partner left, she said she could understand why he did that as I was really a big fat pain in the arse.
I am bored now by this list of her shittiness. Some here said I am an adult and do not have to take it. So that is what I am going to try and do. But inside I hurt like a child