scout86
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My mother is dead and I can assure you that you won't necessarily miss your mother when she's gone. You might, but you quite possibly might not. All I felt was a certain amount of relief, along with a little guilt because all I felt was relieved.
After I left her house, I called once a week. Her idea. For awhile, my parents called once a week, at a set day & time. I considered it "the mandatory phone call". Because it HAD to take place, whether there was anything to talk about or not, whether I had other plans or not. As far as I'm concerned, it was a control thing on her part and that's all it was. Eventually, she had a stroke & my dad ended up in a nursing home. For awhile I called daily, because she didn't like being alone, and I wanted to "do the right thing". The way it worked, she didn't appreciate that, she got to where she expected it because it was what SHE wanted. After I started therapy, and began to understand that she had some issues and this relationship wasn't particularly healthy, I went back to calling weekly. When I told her I was doing that, she cried. But, I really and truly don't think that had anything to do with her feelings about me. It was because she wasn't getting her way.
My T tells me he thinks she probably had narcissistic personality disorder. Not just that she was overly self absorbed, but that she probably met the diagnostic criteria, except for the part where the person is supposed to sort of notice there's a problem and it might be them. (One reason NPD isn't actually diagnoses very often is these people, by definition, don't think THEY have a problem.) He's referred to her as "a passive-aggressive narcissist". That's as opposed to my brother, who he says is "just an aggressive one". LOL
Since I realized that the relationship with my mother was kind of messed up, and it wasn't just me, I've spent some time studying "apparently normal mother-child relationships". Some children are actually attached to their parents, even as adults. And the parents are attached to their children in a way that appreciates the child (even as an adult) for the unique person they are. They actually enjoy checking in with each other and it goes both ways, out of free will. I suspect that's not exactly what you're dealing with.
I guess I should add, I'm not sure that NPD was my mother's only mental health issue. When I finally realized she wasn't exactly "normal" I said to my T, "I think I've figured this out. If my mother were actually to avail herself of the services of someone in your profession, she'd probably get a label other than 'normal', wouldn't she?" He replied with "Several." She had some traits that I now recognize as sort of "borderlineish". She was never, officially, diagnosed, because, as far as she was concerned, SHE didn't have any problems except the ones that were someone else's fault. Possibly a nice way to live, but not so great to live WITH.
After I left her house, I called once a week. Her idea. For awhile, my parents called once a week, at a set day & time. I considered it "the mandatory phone call". Because it HAD to take place, whether there was anything to talk about or not, whether I had other plans or not. As far as I'm concerned, it was a control thing on her part and that's all it was. Eventually, she had a stroke & my dad ended up in a nursing home. For awhile I called daily, because she didn't like being alone, and I wanted to "do the right thing". The way it worked, she didn't appreciate that, she got to where she expected it because it was what SHE wanted. After I started therapy, and began to understand that she had some issues and this relationship wasn't particularly healthy, I went back to calling weekly. When I told her I was doing that, she cried. But, I really and truly don't think that had anything to do with her feelings about me. It was because she wasn't getting her way.
My T tells me he thinks she probably had narcissistic personality disorder. Not just that she was overly self absorbed, but that she probably met the diagnostic criteria, except for the part where the person is supposed to sort of notice there's a problem and it might be them. (One reason NPD isn't actually diagnoses very often is these people, by definition, don't think THEY have a problem.) He's referred to her as "a passive-aggressive narcissist". That's as opposed to my brother, who he says is "just an aggressive one". LOL
Since I realized that the relationship with my mother was kind of messed up, and it wasn't just me, I've spent some time studying "apparently normal mother-child relationships". Some children are actually attached to their parents, even as adults. And the parents are attached to their children in a way that appreciates the child (even as an adult) for the unique person they are. They actually enjoy checking in with each other and it goes both ways, out of free will. I suspect that's not exactly what you're dealing with.
I guess I should add, I'm not sure that NPD was my mother's only mental health issue. When I finally realized she wasn't exactly "normal" I said to my T, "I think I've figured this out. If my mother were actually to avail herself of the services of someone in your profession, she'd probably get a label other than 'normal', wouldn't she?" He replied with "Several." She had some traits that I now recognize as sort of "borderlineish". She was never, officially, diagnosed, because, as far as she was concerned, SHE didn't have any problems except the ones that were someone else's fault. Possibly a nice way to live, but not so great to live WITH.