When I was a child, my parents frequently had phases of not speaking to me for some tiny, or imagined, misendeavour. It might be something such as me not putting my shoes back in the right place, or, as happened a few times, imagining that I'd pulled a face when they were speaking to me. I'd usually get a hard smack, and then be sulked at for several weeks. I think my mum probably has some kind of undiagnosed mental health issues (I am thinking possible bi polar), and my father has severe anger management issues. They are very easily offended and really make mountains out of molehills.
Even now in my adulthood, they are still doing the same, and it is getting to the stage where they aren't actually bringing much into my life, my DH's life or my childrens' lives, apart from making us walk on eggshells and put up with their moods! They have phases where they refuse to talk to us, or are very off with us, and often we don't know why. Or it can be for something as simple as us not liking the same tv programme as them, or something equally ridiculous and minor. A few years ago they didn't speak to us for nearly a year as my dad bumped into DH's friend in town, and DH's friend is very sarcastic and made a joke about my dad. We weren't there at the time, and didn't even know about the joke until after they had stopped blanking us! And in any case, it was the type of joke that most normal adults would shrug off and laugh at!
My mum also gets very offended very easily. I once laughed at a photograph of myself as a child, and she went mad at me saying I was saying she was a bad mother. And again, I wasn't spoken to for months.
The latest reason, and the final straw, is they had our 3 DCs for a day a couple of weeks ago, at my parents' request. When the children had been dropped home, they said that my parents had spent the whole day telling them off and telling them that they were all naughty and scruffy (not true at all by the way, couldn't be further from the truth). My mum was fine when dropping them home, however now, presumably because of this perceived naughtiness they are not speaking to DH and I again. My mum phoned up on Saturday night, when I was out with friends, and said to DH that she wanted to take one of the children to the cinema on Sunday morning. DH said, very politely, that we had plans for Sunday as we were taking the children swimming, and this resulted in my mum slamming the phone down on him without even replying.
So I guess now we are definitely sent to coventry again. And I'm starting to think that actually I have had enough. I have never known, all my life, what kind of moods my parents will be in and I just can't cope with it any longer. Sometimes they just turn up at mine with faces like thunder and are moody, and it makes me feel anxious.
Am I doing the right thing in cutting them off? BTW they are not like this at all with my sister, only with me. But they have always said that I am an awkward, evil, difficult person.