My mother still tries to impress upon me how hard she's trying with my eldest brother, and how much he's improving. He's fifty tucking nine, and sexually abused me and one of my other brothers when we were children. She and I were no contact for 3 years and have only recently had limited contact again - on the strict proviso that there was to be NO mention of my abuser, amongst other things.
Quite simply, she refuses to believe that ANYONE'S feelings are as important as hers, even in serious circumstances such as these.
However, although I know it shouldnt, and it wasn't I who witnessed it, but my sister, there is one story that is now legend within the family that never fails to make me snigger:..
Many years ago, when my mother was trying to get money she felt she was ' owed 'by my dad, from whom she was divorced, she paid a visit to the cab taking my sister with her (for effect, you know ), to tell them how hard - done - by she was. When they didn't appear to be doing what she wanted, she flung herself to the floor, and beat her hands and feet in the floor, screaming about how unfair it was, and threatening all sorts...
Imagine. A grown woman, acting like the worst kind of toddler, simply because someone didn't do what she demanded. 