My Mum has always been a compulsive liar, in the sense that she'll actually convince herself that what she is saying is true, and it's little things, stupid things, always stupid things. My sisters do the same and up until my 20's I did the same too. My Dad is always right too, and will have a huge sulk if he's not.
However recently I've realised just how manipulative my Mum is is with information I've given her. I told her the preferred date of my wedding, 8th of May 2015, a Friday. She asked, so I told her, though I didn't tell her that this was because it was a special date for me and DP. This was at the end of last year.
In a conversation last week we were talking about hotels near me as she is coming to visit next month. She then tells me about a lovely flat she's found near me for the wedding weekend, and then tells me that my Nan and Grandad and their youngest daughter are planning to travel up in the morning and will stay over the Saturday night. I ask why the Saturday as we're getting married on the Friday. Bearing in mind that we haven't actually started really planning this yet and the date isn't set in stone so my Mum is one of the few who knows the date family-wise. When I told her, the response was:
"No no, you told me the 9th, so that is what I told them."
I told her that no, I wouldn't have told her the 9th. she then tells me that yes, I did, I definitely told her the 9th. She's really convincing about it and won't admit that she's made a mistake. I then tell her that it'd be the anniversary of DP and I getting together so I categorically would not have told her that it was the 9th. She then starts being all disbelieving and doing the whole "Oh yes, of course you are right...." type chat.
It really bugged me, I can't stop thinking about it. I think it's because, for once in my life, I am 100% certain that I am right in what I told her, and I can think of so many occasions where I've been so sure that I've said something to her and she's twisted it so that I feel like I actually had made a mistake.
I know that she is a compulsive liar, and I take a lot of what she says with a pinch of salt, but I never realised that she also was sop much like my Dad, in that he can never be wrong.
I'm just posting becaus eI needed to write it down as it's bugging me so much.