I would like to state first, 1. I have name-changed, for privacy. Regular lurker on MN (moldies, biscuitgate etc. etc.)
- I really do love my mother, but she does my head in.
We've always head a rather tempestuous relationship; a lot of the time we get on quite well, talk a lot, but I don't tell her everything, as she is VERY disapproving of certain things (e.g. has a complete freak out if any family member touches alcohol), so there are many aspects of my life I don't discuss with her, for some peace. I have always felt that I'm not the daughter she wanted. She always told me that I should be modest, quiet, well-behaved. She wants a daughter who lives at home with her parents until married, maybe going and studying but then becoming a teacher, only moving out when she gets married, and then producing lots of grandkids, living down the road from her. Thing is, this is completely not me. I moved out, to the other side of the country, to go and study. She told me recently that she didn't approve of the subjects I chose (as if it was her decision, particularly as she knows nothing of the modern work place) and she wanted me to stay at home and go to the (not nearly as good, didn't do my subjects) local university.
I'm going through a very difficult time at the moment, work wise, financially, relationship with DP. I can't sleep, am very stressed and generally completely strung out. She knows this. There have been a couple of calls where I was just sobbing down the phone at her. So, last night I phoned her to discuss something, and she wanted to talk about the issues I have with DP. I wasn't too keen, but tried to explain why it's so difficult at the moment, and she just didn't listen. I started trying to explain, and she talked over me and started warbling on for about 10 minutes about something else, vaguely related, but not really related at all. I then said to her again "just listen to me. I'm trying to explain" and she started again, babbling on about some other crap. She does this all the time. She never, ever listens to what I say. If she doesn't like it, she changes the topic. She then decided that this was a good time to lay into me - why do I make her life so difficult, dragged up an issue from 10 years ago that I thought was settled, why am I so miserable, why do I complain and so on and so on. I kept on trying to end the call (it was nearing midnight by now) telling her that I was exhausted, and wanted to sleep, but she kept on going. Eventually it finished, and she said she wants to talk again today. I can't face it. I couldn't sleep again last night; another night in weeks without sleep.
At the moment, I just don't feel up to getting into a long winded discussion with my mother about our relationship, partciularly knowing that she will completely ignore everything I say. There's things I've asked her not to talk to me about, as it's difficult or upsetting, but she ignores it.
Maybe I'm being delusional, expecting my mother to be able to love me for who I am, for being able to listen to me, and to not stress me out even more when I'm going through such a difficult time. When I kept on asking her to just let me finish and listen, she kept on saying "you should tell me when you're talking". I would think that much would be self evident? There's other stuff as well; I'm expected to make many sacrifices, do things for the family, but they do very little, if anything, for me in return.
I don't know what to do now. I know, from bitter experience, that she doesn't listen to me; she doesn't believe that my problems are valid.
Sorry it's so long. Good work if you've made it this far.