My mother is 70. I haven't seen her for 10 years and her misogyny and shit boundaries around sex is one of the reasons why.
Things I lived with were -
Women always have sex with men they don't want to have sex with when they don't want to have sex, it's just part of being a woman.
It would be my fault if I were raped and it was my fault when I was - what did I expect if if went out on my own? (I was 18 and had gone out with a female friend. She meant without man.)
Men are always the victim - it's the woman's fault if men have affairs; women are responsible.for domestic violence they encounter. Provocation you see.
When a boyfriend hit me when I was 19, she asked what I'd done to deserve it and told me I needed to be careful or next time he'd dump me.
When my dad had an affair and left, she screamed at me in the garden that I was the whore who drove my father into the arms of another woman (had to be the fault of a woman at home although obviously not hers...) all the neighbours needed to know it wasn't her fault, you see.
She told me that I already had one failed relationship behind me and couldn't afford another when my second 'proper' relationship was obviously unhealthy.
Told me she'd see my children in care before she'd support me as a single mother - and did her best to sabotage my efforts and get social services involved.
I was ridiculous of me to expect to be able to sleep in bed with a man and not have sex with him.
No man would ever want me (because of all my physical and character flaws) but when she met my lesbian friend, told me she was 'concerned' that she was only my friend because she fancied me.
I wasn't allowed to have DMs when I was a teenager because people would think I was a lesbian. Not only was that a Bad Thing but it would be one more reason why I'd never find a man who'd be willing to take me on.
When we were in our 30s, my mother had breast cancer, she opted to have a prosthetic rather than surgery and unexpectedly threw one at my brother one day. He instinctively caught it and she asked him if he thought it felt real. He was incredibly uncomfortable with it.
She had a boyfriend when I was 21 who commented that he often looked at my breasts if i wore a certain item at home. She thought it was funny and asked him whose he preferred. He said he didn't know and would have to see us topless side by side to compare and she giggled.
And comments about child victims (esp young teenage girls) of sexual abuse that I won't repeat here but were the final straw in me deciding to go nc with her. Frankly, I just realised she wasn't someone who was safe to be around my children. And someone i couldn't associate with in good conscience.
Just an utterly vile woman.