Ps, somebody else said it upthread, but being a bit part in her play is exactly how my mother makes me feel. I have no power to make her see me as a real person but I'm not on her stage taking direction anymore.
@OMeOMy I also struggle with the label of ''narcissist'' because I think, the only person my mother treats like a player on her stage is me
So therefore it is possible for her to view herself as a good, sane, normal, supportive, generous person, as she can be all of these things to my father, to my brother, to my children. But there is something about me that she feels she owns. I'm not allowed to have a reaction to something that wouldn't match her reaction to the same thing. I suppose she is a people pleaser to every body else but to me, I'm an ''object self'' and she gets so angry with me if I don't do what she needs me to do to match her narrative.
So I can't use the word narcissist to describe her although her behaviour to me is narcissistic. My Dad backs her up all the time. She hurts me and he raced over here to reprimand me for hurting mum. So the core issue is her DEFENSIVENESS. which is kind of narcissism? She just cannot and will not receive any negative feedback and especially not from somebody that she feels she kind of owns/controls.
Now that I have refused to play the part of daughter in her play she is full on hating me. Smearing me to relatives, total martyrdom, telling me how much pain i caused her (when our fall out started with her refusing point blank to acknowledge that it was possible she could hurt me).
So many times, in so many crappy jobs, I've had to take feedback, do this differently, concentrate on x not y. Prioritise A over B. Nobody enjoys it but they learn to just hear what the central message is, not let the shock derail you and commit to giving the employer what they require.
But my mum has never had a job. At least not one she wouldn't have walked out of the first criticism she received. She has done that. Early in her marriage. She hasn't worked since before I was born and I'm 52.
I think if she'd had a job she could have had some practice receiving feedback. But my Dad panders to her and my brother does too.
She doesn't hurt them though. It's only me. It's so weird. She has literally told me I'm detached from reality, I need help, I look like shit and yet my brother and my father are angry with me for upsetting her.