How do you all reconcile the guilt of going NC and the realisation that they're near end of life and may never see them again.
With my scenario its quite complication, parent 1 died when young, parent 2 was too drugged up to care for me and 4 siblings so I ended up being looked after by Parents 2's mum, my Nan.
Nan is a complicated woman, with her own demons. She stepped up when no one else did and raised us all at various points, selflessly and I dread to think what would have happened had she not.
However her love was always conditional, and being grief stricken, young and lost, became a massive pleaser which worked well for a few years until teenage years when I guess I started finding who I was.
Various bust ups over absolutely nothing resulted in her calling my teachers to tell them I was on drugs (I wasn't), cancelling my driving lessons (that i paid for) and saying bitterly how I'd never be any good (aged 36 now and still don't drive), going to my Saturday job and accusing the managers of mismanagement, as I was standing right there. She even went absolutely nuts one day for listening to 'gangster rap', she saw my CD case for a band called The Killers, I shit you not.
Anyway, I left at 18 and went low contact as she didn't approve of my choices (I studied midwifery, but she wanted me to do medicine). And life hasn't been easy, family has always held me back one way or another but I am happy. And I think my happiness is largely due to the fact that I no longer have her demands on me and judging my life.
Its rather telling that both of her own two kids went complete NC after they left home and over the years me and my siblings have each gone NC after getting tired of the emotional whiplash.
The issue is, I've been told that she is terminal, and doesn't really have all that long left to live. And despite it all, I do love her, I understand why she is the way she is, and I don't hold it against her, I just can't have her in my life.
So when she dies, I know its going to hurt like hell, I know I'm gong to wish I made amends, I know I'm going to regret things, but I also don't want to invite that crap into my life again.
Very conflicting and not where I want to be.