My mother and I have a chequered history. She never physically abused me or anything like that, but I do feel quite mentally affected by my teenage years and I'm finding it impossible to get over it.
The thing is, I was never neglected or physically harmed and part of the reason why I'm finding things so difficult now is that it's hard to identify exactly why I feel the way I do about her.
She was always very controlling throughout my childhood e.g- I was never allowed to listen to anything other than classical music, never allowed friends over. Things were always awful between her and my father for as long as I can remember and eventually she left when I was 14. He wasn't abusive, but they were very badly matched. He was quite an introverted academic and she's very extrovert (in an over the top way). I know now she thought my father would chase after her and beg her to come back, but he didn't. From then on until now (so over 25 years, she would bad mouth my father at every opportunity and eventually I did all I could to minimise contact with her as it was so painful to have to listen to it over and over. I had to change my number when I was at university as she was calling me all the time crying and threatening to take her own life. I tried to support her and did I all could to help by trying to bring in family members etc, but in the end it was having such a bad affect on me I had to cut ties. It was a case of that or going downhill myself.
So, moving forward to the present I have 2 children, married, good job etc. She's up at the moment and I just find her so draining (she's still going on about how awful my childhood years were for her. From the house we lived in being too cold, to how selfish and awful my father was). It's like re-living the whole thing all over again. I have some good memories from my childhood and it feels like having all my memories trashed over and over. I'm afraid I just lost it with her.
Oh dear, it wasn't good. She's here for another week. Why on earth can't I get a grip on myself? What can I do to stop this crazy anger I still feel towards her after all these years? I should have got over it by now, but I just can't. Each time I see her it ends up the same way, me getting angry and losing it with her.
All tips/coping mechanisms welcome. All grips will be gratefully received.