I’ve recently started processing my relationship with my mum and events from my childhood. I’ve started therapy and some things have resurfaced. I remember mum having a decorative samurai sword on her wall. When she argued with my stepdad, it would sometimes turn violent. Once, aged around 6, I got in between them and got a busted lip. I vividly remember the blood on my white nightie. I hid the sword under the sink because I was scared they would use it on each other.
I’m reading this back, thinking - of course it wasn’t normal.
If my stepdad left in the early hours, mum would drag me out of bed at 3 in the morning, aged four, to go searching the streets. She didn’t drive, so we would walk with me in pyjamas.
She once put a red towel on her head and pretended to be the devil because I had been naughty. She loved horror films and I watched them from about 8.
In my early teens she would bring me with her while she met the men she had affairs with, so my stepdad wouldn’t suspect.
She’s not a great mum or grandmother now. Dd2 won’t see her as she once tried to play oujia with her!! She did that to me as a child. She is distant and thankfully has no unsupervised time with the dc, but doesn’t see to care either way. It broke my heart when grandparents were posting about how much they missed the gc over lockdown and I realised she didn’t care at all. I’m trying to process and I’m not even sure where I’m going with this rambling post. I haven’t gone NC but I’m not sure if I should. She can sometimes be very nice and I’m not in the same place I was as a child.