@Stickytoff I’m so sorry to hear of your experiences. Nothing NOTHING surprises me about dysfunctional families anymore. They can’t take any criticism or responsibility such is their dysfunction.
@Walnutwhipsarenothesame hugs to you. It sounds like your mum is transferring her anger to your daughter which doubles the hurt. Awful.
@neverhaveto the overcoat of guilt analogy from @Sicario is really helpful. I stepped away from my MIL and I feel no guilt. Ultimately the abusers are the ones who should feel guilty, not us. but I appreciate it’s a long road out of feeling guilty and responsible.
@MyFragility this board is amazing. It is very freeing to be completely open here and not have people taken a back by us being honest about our families. Mr Monkey for many years held it all in, but now is far more honest about all the dysfunction in his family - his hag of a mother and his screwed up brothers. I think without that it would all continue to be internalised and ‘his guilty secret’.
and thank you regarding my dad. I was laughing with my BF about what my dad would have made of my toxic MIL. Short shrift at her martyrdom, I imagine. My dad lived very much for the moment.
Hag hasn’t behaved the way I predicted. So far, no screaming phone calls, illnesses or needs which can be sorted by Slave Son back in Manchester whilst we luxuriate at Mummy Monkeys amongst red wine and cheese.
MM had the attempt at guilt trip yesterday. He phoned her as we were laying the lunch table for three of my mum’s friends (92, 86, 81).
‘What are you doing?’
’laying the table as Monkey’s mum is having some friends round’
’who?’
’some of the older ladies she knows including the disabled lady that she does the shopping for.’
’i’m a disabled old lady’ - she does this with this horrible passive aggressive laugh she has. She knows screaming about this wouldn’t be appropriate so passive aggressive mode it is. Ever the mistress of tactics.
’anyway, got to go. Bye.’
Mr Monkey laughs. He no longer feels guilt tripped.
The (obvious) reason my mum does this annual lunch and very competitive quiz (!) for her friends is that they are lovely to be around. Good fun, graceful, happy, just getting on with life despite getting more infirm.
The Hag would not be a good fit. She’s now not welcome in my mum’s house which says a lot as my mum is generous to a fault.
My Xmas plan has worked out. It’s three days to we go home and we are having a good time after years of Hag ruining it.
I’m going to get the Xmas announcement for 2023 sorted out early in the new year. Meal on Xmas Day in a (cheap) pub. Ta da. This way the Hag can’t make it into a huge attention seeking drama from September to December. This way she isn’t in my house at all. RESULT.