My DS1 is getting married on Saturday, which is lovely. I am doing a reading, which is lovely, DS and DiL really want me to feel involved with everything, bless them.
I am dreading the actual day.
My EA mother will be there for a start. She has been texting away to everyone that I am a shit daughter because I was so ill on Sunday that I didn't call her to wish her a Happy Birthday between bouts of vomiting, this is despite the fact that she forgot my birthday completely last year! She will make the day all about her, get horribly drunk and tell the whole room what a bitch I am. It will be awful, every family shin-dig always is.
My vile Sil will be there, with my uncontrollable DN's, in fact, they are sitting at the same table as us for the meal. She talks to me as if I am mentally subnormal, constantly criticises my hair, weight, life choices etc etc, She speaks to my husband like he is staff and ignores my DS2 because he's 'different'. He's ASD ffs! She doesn't usually look after my nieces, so they run riot when they are with her, the last time we saw them they were climbing on the table and eating other people's food (aged 7 and 5). This is absolutely not their fault, they behave beautifully for the nanny. My DB does nothing, she talks to him like he's a piece of dirt too.
Last but not least, PA ExP (DS1's DF) will be there. He's not so much of a problem to be fair, we manage to be pleasant enough to one another, but I know that my mother will pull everyone aside and stage whisper to them that all the 'stories' I tell about his violence toward me and DS1 is lies. The Police reports mean nothing, the hospital reports are lies too, I injured myself and blamed him (in her mind). She does this ALL the time, a couple of bottles of Pinot and her mouth goes on over drive.
I really don't want to go, but I know I have to, I feel like the world's worst Mother for feeling like this. I am having minimal contact with mother and Sil, and will be going NC as soon as I can viably do that (by emigrating) I have insight into why they behave as they do, but it doesn't stop me reverting to a terrified 6 year old as soon as I know I have to see them both. I have been practicing little shut downs for weeks, but as it gets closer to the day, I am just reverting to type and I don't know what to do. I know I sound terribly self absorbed, there is a whole life-time's back story with my mother, there really isn't room for it all on here.
Any strategies? Try and be gentle though, I am feeling a little delicate 