Hope it’s ok to talk about my mum here.
I feel like I’m finally at the end of my tether with her. For 30-odd years, her behaviour towards me has been really volatile and smothering but also zero emotional support or nurturing growing up. Basically she can oscillate between furious and raging, and total silent treatment, with what she would like to think is a ‘soft and squishy’ middle ground, and that’s how she mostly acts now she’s a grandma.
The thing is, I know it’s an act and I’m on edge all of the time around her. She’s decided that she visits me and DD fortnightly and my dad facilitates this. Last week they turned up for what they have decided is their ‘usual’ visit. Because I had nothing else planned and was caught unawares, I felt I had to let them in (I know).
They stayed from 10am until gone 7pm. I had nothing much in for lunch as I wasn’t expecting to cater for them. My mum sat there all day being waited on, drinking multiple cups of tea and not helping at all as I ran around with DD.
DD’s bedtime is a bit fraught at the moment (usual toddler stuff) and I said I couldn’t offer them dinner and could they be out for DD’s bedtime. Lo and behold, they stay sitting around downstairs while I get everything sorted and eventually get DD down. Her bedtime becomes a spectator sport and I absolutely loathe it. They were still there when I got down and I’m afraid I was quite short with them.
After they left, I felt incredibly guilty. The thing is, I’ve never had a close relationship with my mum and now it’s got so bad that I can’t even look at her, I have this visceral reaction of revulsion. There’s a huge huge amount of really awful behaviour from her over the years that’s led to me feeling like this. I feel totally powerless in the relationship and my dad has never ever protected me, and still puts my mum first now.
My DH sees the impact their visits have on me, and it feels like I’m under a cloud for days afterwards. He wants me to see them less, and honestly, I want to see them less too. I would be relieved beyond belief never to have to see my mum again, such is the damage she’s done to me.
After the visit, my dad sent a load of pictures of DD to the family group chat - all of them with my mum. I can’t bring myself to keep up appearances any more and ‘❤️’ the pictures like I’m supposed to.
Help?