I asked my father if my mother has congestive heart failure. She's been in hospital for several days twice in the last three weeks. My father confirmed. No other details though. From searching online it sounds like she's in middle of the last stage.
My mother was dangerous. I'd even say IS dangerous. She sexually abused me. Allowed her father to go unpunished after raping me at 4. Did nothing to protect me from my teenage pedophile brother. When I was 9, after four years, I told her about the continuing molestation. She told me to go back to bed and not to tell my father. I have scars from severe infection from diaper rash. She laughs about the fact she took out her hearing aids when my brothers left for school when I was an infant so she wasn't bothered by my screaming. I'm sure I went hungry a lot back then. I won't go into all the other stuff including ignoring when a family friend's son raped me when I was 11. No. Instead when I was 18 she forced me to show him around the city. He got a huge kick in his sack when he tried it again.
So she's dying. No idea how long. But it's imminent.
My initial reaction was relief. Then sadness I never will have a mom every kid deserves. Then mad I'll probably never get an apology. And even if I do, too little too late. Then I felt the urge to organize a family vacation with my brothers and their families and our parents. Decided I was f*cking crazy for wanting myself in that toxic environment.
So I'm left with relief and a bit of confusion. Confusion I don't feel bad about wanting nothing to do with them more than phone calls. Same as the last four years.
Any advice or experience with this kind of thing?
My mother was dangerous. I'd even say IS dangerous. She sexually abused me. Allowed her father to go unpunished after raping me at 4. Did nothing to protect me from my teenage pedophile brother. When I was 9, after four years, I told her about the continuing molestation. She told me to go back to bed and not to tell my father. I have scars from severe infection from diaper rash. She laughs about the fact she took out her hearing aids when my brothers left for school when I was an infant so she wasn't bothered by my screaming. I'm sure I went hungry a lot back then. I won't go into all the other stuff including ignoring when a family friend's son raped me when I was 11. No. Instead when I was 18 she forced me to show him around the city. He got a huge kick in his sack when he tried it again.
So she's dying. No idea how long. But it's imminent.
My initial reaction was relief. Then sadness I never will have a mom every kid deserves. Then mad I'll probably never get an apology. And even if I do, too little too late. Then I felt the urge to organize a family vacation with my brothers and their families and our parents. Decided I was f*cking crazy for wanting myself in that toxic environment.
So I'm left with relief and a bit of confusion. Confusion I don't feel bad about wanting nothing to do with them more than phone calls. Same as the last four years.
Any advice or experience with this kind of thing?