I read a book Aristotle's Way by Edith Hall. Apparently Aristotle identified 49 as the age people start to see things clearly. Lose their childhood programming or however we phrase it.
I was predictable. Things had been brewing for a couple of years. At nearly 49, in the run up to their 50th wedding anniversary lunch, I asked my mother not to do something.
I had had a feeling she'd ignore me, so the following week I asked her again, with "witnesses" (brother and father). She just dismissed me with an oh pity about you face and the conversation was over.
I knew that she was irritated that id made a request, but I didn't think she would completelyiit.
Well, I showed up for their 50th anniversary lunch and she had put me beside two women that i had asked her not to place me next to. Twice. I wish id gone home. That was the moment I knew it's not me, it's her
Scales fell from my eyes. It may not sound like a big deal but I was v hurt.
Surprising how long it takes to figure out Who they really are.
From then on, I saw things through a clearer lens. The family programming in our home was also "mum is never wrong". My dad isn't cruel but omg he is weak.
He always always backed her up, so she had strength. It was always 2 against 1 if you tried to raise an issue.
And in fact, 3 against 1. I'm not close to my brother but like you say @Tanaphiru I'm not at odds with him either, but it has shocked me and saddened me over the last few years, he hasn't stood up for me.
When i kep trying to be heard and they kept refusing, he bought into their victim narrative and he told me that i was cutting off my nose to spite my face.
He saw value in the charade that was our "family". His energies have gone in to silencing me.
I think he realised too late that he chose the 3 against 1 strategy of dismissing me, shaming me, blaming me, excluding me.... he is capable of conversation himself though!! but yet, under my parents' roof he wants the status quo maintained.
I guess though, he go to 49, the 50 and he caught up. Maybe he questions a few things more than he did. He is far too enmeshed with our parents.
Too late, he may have realised that a better approach to fix our family might have been to stand up for me, and insist they listen.
But even as I type that, I can imagine the victimhood that she would have weaponised if her children united to insist that she "listen". it would have been her only tool.
In a situation where mum hurt me and was left with no choice but to hear it, the person she would have empathy for in that situation would be herself So no matter what way it was approached, it was never going to result in an emotionally healthy family!
This will be my fourth Christmas of low contact/refusing to pretend everything is OK. That is all I can do. I can't make them listen. She can't make me pretend everything is OK. Impasse.
It hurts less with every passing year. That is the good news.
I feel like I've greived for them already.
It's funny, if I could go back in time, would I even try to be heard???? No.
I tried so hard for 3 years before i properly gave up. I couldn't match their determination not to hear. I suppose if I could go back in time, I might go low contact and grey rock them. But, here's the rub, or here's the kicker, that is all they ever wanted!! Talking about the weather and the garden and the neighbours! That is exactly what my mum wants. I feel like she grey rocked me my whole life. But yet still wants the respect, loyalty and love that comes from reciprocal honest communication....
It's too late with my dad. He has empathy, but chose to back her up for an easy life. That's as bad or worse.