Thinking of my dm here.
You have a long history of their behaviour but you continually live in hope that things will change. Finally you find it in yourself to leave & never look back & yet you ache for the loss. It's like, after all these years, I still can't believe she isn't/can't ever be, the healthy mother I needed. I'm fighting the temptation to get back in contact & it's hard. She will die before too long & I have to live with the consequences of my decision. Has anyone else been through this?