I had a very abusive childhood - the sort of very loving and then very abusive relationship - emotional and physical - and as a result I left home to come to the UK when I was 18. I was desperate to leave. My brother followed me when he was 17 and I largely looked after him until he was older.
Since having my own family I always tried to visit and keep a relationship, mainly as I am a very sensitive and forgiving character but also because I hoped that distance would be a healer and would make them better people. I also felt as an adult they could not touch me physically anymore.
This was 22 years ago. Roll on 22 years and their behaviour towards me is largely the same. Whilst I am semi-immune to it, it still hurts but now that the children are older (DD1 is 9) they are starting to observe things. my DD1 has observed that her grandma (who she loves) isn't very nice to mummy and has started to show some not very nice behaviours to my DD1 too. (I think they love smaller children but as soon as they develop a personality, problems start).
The abusive behaviour comes in the form of constant bad moods when I visit, and abusive phone calls about stuff - small things like something I chose for the children or said to someone to big stuff like not talking to me every time I announced I was pregnant because "it wasn't the right time/right thing to do". They are still trying to control every aspect of my life.
I don't know why but I have suddenly come to breaking point. I dread every visit and I spend most of my holidays wishing I was back at home/back at work. So following the enth abusive email, I have decided to cut all links. I wrote an email saying I would and why but the response was (predictably) that they are fully entitled to express opinions on me and I have pshychological problems if I take it so badly.
I feel terribly upset about cutting all links with my family but it is something I feel I have to do now, I know the younger children will be upset as they are fond of their grandparents and could never understand what they put me through.
I just wonder if anyone has been through a similar scenario and how they coped with it. I am finding it terribly hard. My DH is very supportive by the way, and thinks I should have done it years ago.