Hi all,
I'm in need of a festive handhold, have great RL support but I'm conscious that most are having a normal Christmas and don't want to bring people down.
Long story short my mum was a heroin addict but had been clean for 15 yrs, we have spent the past decade rebuilding her life and our relationship and I had to swallow many bitter pills to maintain any relationship at all.
Mum had built a career in drug counselling and had a brand spanking new flat plus a whole new social circle and we were all incredibly proud, however, last year she met someone online and immediately became erratic.
I had concerns from the start but people kept telling me to let her be happy and that I was worrying too much...
This year has been hell, her bf became violent, she got issued with an asbo and is in danger of losing her ha flat.
Her behaviour has become increasingly distressing but she would excuse it saying it was due to trauma of the DV and/or prescription drugs for anxiety.
When I asked her outright if she had relapsed she made a huge deal of being offended and made me feel dreadful.
I have been as supportive as I can while keeping her at arms length for my own mental health and because I can't stand my children seeing their beloved granny behaving so strangely.
Cut to this weekend and she visited to drop presents off and I found a spoon in our downstairs loo, I confronted her and after trying to fob me off admitted that she was using cocaine, I told her to leave and she begged forgiveness saying she was booked in for rehab in January.
A few hours after she left she text my husband to ask him to look for a bag she'd left behind, not to let the kids near it and don't tell me. He of course told me and I found it tucked down the side of my eldest child's bed when I looked inside it contained empty bags of heroin, used needles and crack.
My son was thankfully visiting his father but I was overwhelmed with fury and messaged her immediately to say that I would never forgive her and not to speak to me again.
I have battled through years of anxiety and depression due to my unsavoury childhood and have a nice, normal life and beautiful children and it's hard fucking work to achieve that with my background, my children are innocent and clueless about such things not to mention safe and I cannot fathom that she would potentially expose them to this vile shit.
My extended family who have long since given up are supporting me in my decision as is my husband but she's my mum and I'm pretty sure she's going to end up dead this time.
I am sick with rage, disappointment and guilt all while trying to be bloody cheerful, DC keep asking why I'm not as christmassy as usual 😔
Has anyone else cut off a family member for similar reasons? How did you manage the guilt?
I keep picturing her dying in the street alone