Hi all, haven't managed to post recently as have not had even a minute to myself; it's not good as I feel I am at busting point right now. Am going to have to offload some stuff right now and come back later to respond to recent posts, many of which I can relate to so well.
Where to start.....I spoke to my younger sister this morning. She told me our mother has just found out she has a heart problem and will probably have to have a heart bypass operation soon. My sister was crying as she was telling me this but I felt nothing. And I still feel nothing. I told my sister that my mother was never once there for me when i needed her, not once, that she destroyed our relationship a long time ago, probably 25 years ago and it had been dead in the water all that time. Now that she was ill didn't really make any difference to anything. I was a bit worried that my sister would think i was being really harsh, but she seemed to accept that was the way i felt. I have also been worried for a while about the fact that when my parents got ill, i would be blamed for it because i had caused them a lot of stress by cutting them off.
I don't think my sister is blaming me and she seems to be accepting of how I feel. I told her i felt nothing for our parents and as far as i was concerned they died a long time ago. I suppose she didn't really need to hear all that from me, i suppose i just said it as i thought she might have been expecting me to be concerned, worried and upset about my mum and i told her all that i did by way of explanation as to why i felt no concern for my mother.
My sister asked me if i wanted to know about my mother and I said no. I also lied and said i didn't wish anything bad upon my parents but the truth is I do, i want them to suffer in the way they made me suffer for 38 years. I wonder how my sister would have reacted if i had said that to her. I think it is natural to want to take revenge on the people who caused you so much pain for so many years. I could never actually take revenge myself but the fact that my mother is now suffering.....well, maybe it's some form of natural justice. It will actually be a relief for me if she dies....at least I can say that on here, would not really say that in real life to anyone.
I wish there weren't so many connotations attached to the word 'mum'. As soon as you mention 'mum' everyone immediately thinks of a loving, caring, kindly, protective person. The reality as we all know is that not every mum is like that. I think the fact there are abusive/neglectful/selfish/unloving/uncaring mothers should be much more widely publicised and it should not be immdediately assumed that all mothers are loving and caring.
The thing that has been occupying me the most recently is my relationship with DH. I have been avoiding facing up to the fact that it may, actually it is, an unhealthy relationship, toxic even, and bad for me emotionally and perhaps physically.
I met DH over 8 years ago and we have been married for 7 years. It stands to reason that the relationship is unhealthy as it was entered into at a time when i had no self esteem, no self confidence and no ability to detect abuse and abusive people. I think DH married me because he could, at a deeply subconscious level, sense that i was lacking in self confidence and i was not the sort of person who could stand up for herself. Because of his childhood and his abusive mother, he needed a scapegoat on which to act out his issues and of course i was the perfect candidate.
It has slowly been dawning on me how, throughout our marriage, he has never once shown that he beleives in me or has any faith in me. It's almost as if he knew what my role within my own family was, and even though we did not grow up together, he also treated me in the way my family have been treating me.
If anyone criticises me he doesn't stand up for me, he will agree with the other person. If I criticise someone he will defend them as opposed to respecting my opinion. He has a generally low opinion of me and certainly has no respect for me.....just like my family. He compares me to his mother and I always fall short. He seems unable to see me for who i am, see my good and positive qualities and appreciate those, instead he always seems to criticise and focus on my negative traits....just like my parents.
He criticises my 'housekeeping' skills (or lack thereof) and compares me to his mother who is houseproud to the point of obsession or Hyacinth Bouquet. He criticises things I haven't done around the house and does not have the attitude i would like him to have which is to know that if I haven't managed to do something it will be for a very good reason (usually DC's playing up).
Years ago i told him his mum was tactless and he jumped down my throat and totally defended her and told me he thought I was tactless. But a few days ago he finally admitted his mum was indeed extremely tactless. He has yet to also admit that she is a vindictive, nasty piece of work, but maybe in a few years time he will also admit to that as well.
It sounds like a cliche, but i feel all my life i was totally misunderstood by my parents and sisters (well they weren't interested in who i was so perhaps misunderstood is not quite the right word) and i feel i am totally misunderstood by DH. He doesn't know the real me and he seems to see me as my parents did.
Even though i have changed a lot over the past 2 years, DH seems to be very slow to recognise the change, although that is perhaps just part of his personality, he admits he hates change and it takes him a long time to be able to adapt to any sort of change. I did talk to him recently about the physical abuse he inflicted on me and he gave the typical toxic response, ie he denied it at first and when i persisted he minimised it, blamed it on me and tried to justify it. I said if it ever happened again i would call the police and I think he could tell that i was 100% serious. I feel glad that i stood up for myself and set a boundary in our relationship. There are still quite a few boundaries i need to lay down, am still not quite sure how to go about doing it. He seems to think he has been supportive of me all this time, when in fact whilst he has helped me out in a practical way with the DC's etc, i always get the feeling he does it begrudgingly and despises me at the same time as he he 'helping' me. He thinks i should be able to manage it all by myself (as he think his mother did, even though she had a lot of help which i don't). I also don't think he helps me because he genuinely cares about me, he does it because he thinks by helping me he will ultimately get what he wants from me. Is it too much to ask of him to help me and support me simply because he loves me, not because he will ultimately benefit if i can be helped and thus get through all this all the quicker. He says that only my parents could have given me the unconditional love i seem to be wanting from him...I don't know if he's right.
I almost feel i need to start my life afresh, i am a different person now, i am myself and am not scared to be myself and to stand up for myself. The only relationship that seems to have survived all this change in me is the one with a friend who i have known since i was 16 ie 22 years. All my other significant relationships were completely unhealthy and i have either ended them or limited my contact with the other person. Neither of those options will work with DH and talking to him doesn't seem to work either as he just can't 'see' or understand what i'm saying. I don't think he will have any understand unless and until he embarks on the same kind of journey as us, but he has no intention of doing so, he thinks he hasn't got any issues.