I've had an awful row with a relative about Brexit, and after considering the things they said, I'm struggling to see how to rescue things, or if I even want to.
Since my parents died, I've not been that close to my mum's side of the family. We're all pretty far flung now, and to be honest, I don't have that much in common with a lot of them. We do meet up occasionally, but these days it's only a couple of times a year. There is a history of various estrangements in the family, and I think my mum and her siblings were all pretty damaged by their upbringing. I found out after she died that her father (who died when I was a baby) used to beat my grandmother and the children.
I had a normal, middle class upbringing. My parents worked hard, and compared to some other members of the family, we were quite comfortably off. Me being an only child made a difference too. I was happy, but anxious as a child, and I have suffered with mental health problems on and off throughout my life. However, I've held down a steady job, have a lovely husband and child, and life is pretty good.
My relative recently joined Facebook, and hasn't really posted anything so far. My Facebook is quite political - I'm fairly left wing, a remainer, and the majority (though not all!) of people on there are similar. I'm aware of the social media bubbles we build around ourselves, but I do have quite a few friends who have differing views. I would never be so crass as to abuse them online, and I've never had any trouble on my timeline.
At the beginning of the week I posted something about the election, and my relative posted a vitriolic reply, accusing me of being out of touch, a class betrayer, spoilt, arrogant and stupid. She revealed herself to be a Brexit party fan, and really laid in to me. What hurt most though was that she said I always thought I was so fucking wonderful because I went to university, and yet my parents were so disappointed and ashamed of me because of my mental health (I had a breakdown about 25 years ago and couldn't work for nearly a year), and that I was mad like my grandmother on my dad's side (she suffered "with her nerves" as it was referred to years ago).
I was stunned by this - thankfully some of my wonderful friends jumped in and in the nicest way possible verbally eviscerated her.
I know at first my parents didn't really understand my mental health problems, but they were subsequently nothing but supportive. I was in tears that she could say something like this. I've always been open about my mental health when asked, but I don't speak about it much. I really don't know what to do now - I'm tempted to cut her out of my life - but I hate confrontation, and my anxiety has really been ramped up by this. Some fab friends are horrified - I've had people message me asking who the fuck she is, and how out of order she was - this from people that know me far better than her.
I just wanted to rant really, I veer from feeling upset, angry and sick. What would you do?