Thanks Meerka.
Over the past year, my mum has become more and more spiteful, sulky and irrational. It culminated in a series of rows, the worst having happened since a disastrous Christmas hosted by me and my DH, to whom I'm happily married. It was that which caused the scales to fall from my eyes and led me to tell her that I wasn't putting up with her behaviour any more.
I am 42! Why did I not wake up to what was happening before now?
I realised that no normal mother says the following things to her daughter:
"You're going to end up with nobody. On your own." (When I told her that I wasn't prepared to put up with her behaviour, or that of my sister, her ally).
"You're wicked and horrible" (when I told her that she had a choice: either to stop sulking or for me to cut a visit short and go home)
"You're going to give me a heart attack. And your father. We'll both have a heart attack, because of you" (when I said that her behaviour had to change)
"You say these things and I don't believe them. You've just made it up. I never said that." (When I pointed out some of the remarks she'd made recently that I didn't want her to make again)
"You'll be sorry when I'm dead"
When I was younger, she said these things:
"Everyone at school is laughing at you. You haven't got any friends. You'd better make some" (over, of all things, the fact that I'd lent a classmate a fancy pencil and she'd lost it. I was 12!)
"You're a natural victim" (I was 13)
"You'll make me have a stroke if you don't stop being like this. Your granddad had a stroke and he was stuck in that chair for 15 years. Do you want that to happen to me?" (I was 14, and the 'being like this' was worrying that nobody at school liked me. Who could have planted that seed, I wonder?)
She would also make little digs and follow it with HA HA HA! as if it were all a great joke. Example, when seeing me eating chocolate that she'd bought for me when I was aged about 17 (and pin thin): "I'd have too much respect for my figure and my skin to eat that". My mum has never been smaller than a size 18.
On the other hand, she's always been a very solicitous and affectionate mother, and both she and my dad (passive, never challenges her, anything for a quiet life) have always been generous. I always got to go on the school ski trips - think that's the stately home equivalent! - and when she's nice, she's lovely.
However, when she turns on me she's awful - screaming, sulking, saying spiteful things (see above). I used to be terrified of her, and would have done anything to make it stop. Before I was married, I would go home for Christmas every year (I left home for university aged 18) and although it would be lovely at first I'd be counting down the days with dread until she lost it and had a go at me. Usually it would be because I wasn't smiling enough or something, which caused her to worry and be at risk of a stroke or nervous breakdown etc etc.
She and my younger sister have rather ganged up on me - they immediately take each other's side and if I have a difficult time with one, the other, knowing nothing about what happened, immediately comes out in sympathy and starts sulking with me too. Because I must be the villain. My sister is a carbon copy of my mother and has a vested interest in being on her right side; she's a single mum of two and relies on them.
They both dislike my husband, and they make it obvious. At Christmas, they were both awful to him and me despite our having run ourselves ragged to make it nice for them. I've been very generous financially to my sister, and with my time, but it just seems to make her hate me more. It doesn't take much to set her off.
I can't reconcile my mum's warm, affectionate side with her bitter, controlling side, of which I've seen too much lately and which I'm learning to stand up to.
Are all families like this? I'm worried that I'm overreacting. I'm too much of a people pleaser, I know that, which has led me to put up with bad behaviour from friends and boyfriends in the past. Not sure whether I have unrealistic expectations.