(I’ve name changed for this).
As a child, my mother was always hugely supportive of me and made me believe I could achieve anything I set my mind to. But since becoming an adult, it’s as if she’s become resentful of all that I’ve achieved. I can’t remember a single occasion in recent years where she’s had anything nice to say about me or my life. In that time I’ve landed a great job abroad, been promoted, got married, bought a house, had 3 kids. She never says anything nasty and I have the impression she speaks highly of me to others. But with me, she’s completely silent and indifferent to everything I do. She’s also constantly attention seeking, shows no interest in me or my family and always brings the conversation back to her. These are just some examples...
When I was planning my wedding she complained that she wasn’t involved enough, so I invited her to come and see the venue (we were getting married abroad) and do the food tasting with us. She then didn’t say a single word about the (lovely) venue we’d chosen and refused to eat most of the food due to various intolerances she allegedly had. When I asked her what she thought of everything we’d planned she said “Well I suppose it depends what you want”.
She then picked an argument before the wedding, blamed it on me, then announced she wouldn’t come to the wedding. I was adamant that I was not in the wrong, but knew that we’d both regret it if she didn’t come. I then had to beg her to come until she eventually relented. Then after the wedding she got in a huff with me and flew home without saying goodbye. I didn’t get in touch with her for a few months, until she texted saying she was going to leave her partner (she and my father are divorced) and that she’d be homeless. This is the way she always operates - there’s always some drama to make me get back in touch with her. Feeling guilty and worried, I got in touch again. Of course, nothing ever came of it.
With me living abroad we fortunately don’t see each other very often but she’s been over after each of my children were born. I had my first by EMCS and two weeks after my mother came to stay. She spent two weeks cuddling the baby (stupidly I let her, believing that she was helping me) whilst I ran around doing the housework and looking after her. She was on a strict gluten free diet, so I found myself going round town trying to find food she could eat. On a couple of occasions I cooked things I thought she could eat, only for her to refuse to eat it because I’d used a normal stock cube or put in a spoonful of flour in without thinking etc. She’d then refuse to eat anything at all in the dat, but food such as cake would disappear in the night. She also insisted she couldn’t drink tap water as it would make her ill, so I ended up lugging cases of water from the shops for her after having had major surgery.
She was here recently after my third baby arrived. Whilst she was here my two older kids were really sick and I was struggling to look after all three of them. On the first two days she stayed in bed until 3pm. She eventually got up, asked fleetingly how the sick children were, then went into a monologue about how she was getting ill too. The last four to five days of her trip, she spent all day in her room as she had a cold and we didn’t see her at all. She’d wait until we’d gone to bed then creep into the kitchen to find something to eat. When I offered to take her to the doctor she refused. That visit was really the last straw for me. She made me feel uncomfortable in my own home and, whilst I’m used to the way she is, I don’t want my children to witness it, especially now the older one sees her behavior is not normal. I haven’t called her since that visit which was several months ago now - she got in touch recently to say she’s had several medical emergencies, but I responded simply without addressing the point.
There really is nothing to be gained from having her in my life. But it just seems so fundamentally wrong to cut your mother out of your life - the person who gave birth to you and half of your DNA. It all seems so petty and ridiculous writing this down, bug I’ve really had enough.
Has anybody else been in a similar situation? I guess I want objective reassurance that she really is toxic and I’d be better off without her.