Thanks for that Abstract. Your words are true to the point and I now realize that my Mother will never be a Mom.
During her stay I had confronted her with many of the things that have caused my low self worth, etc and she out right denied hitting me. As I expected. To the others----allowing an alcoholic to hit on me and then allowing him to live with us after I told her of his advances(I was a teenager and he was 40'ish yrs old), her constant negative language towards me(ex-one xmas eve she told me she wished I had walked home in the snow storm(45min walk) instead of driving to come get me), the list goes on from there....
She first said she had already apologized to me for those things(she had NOT), then she belittled the events, then she said she didn't have a choice(her alcoholic bf had control over her), then she said it was cause she had such a negative childhood, then she said she wasn't going to let anyone including me tear her down....it was exhausting.
When I was a teenager my Mothers bf (who was an alcoholic) and his alcoholic friend lived with us. During that time the 'friend' would constantly make sexual advances towards me. My Mom's bf would encourage it. I eventually told my Mother and she said she would'take care of it'. Instead she continued to let him live with us and he continued to hit on me. What kind of message did she think that sent me???I now know that her 'let me take care of it' was her way of telling me not to say anything to upset her bf. She did nothing to protect me. As usual.
Her bf threatened my life more than once by loading a shot gun and pretending to shoot me.
She failed to ever allow me to feel safe and I never remember being physically cared for by her. I was constantly told I didn't matter and I was taught to hid all feelings, remain unseen and don't cause ripples.
And I did just that. As a result I hated myself and lived a reckless life style in college which eventually lead to my being drugged and raped. I guess I kind of blame her for that even though I know she is not to blame. But still what if she had treated me differently???
In anycase I can no longer pretend for her. I told her I remember the things she did and I will no longer pretend those things don't bother me. I refuse to act like she was a good mother and I refuse to sit by quietly, biting my tongue when she tells 'stories' of how she cared for me and my sister like a mother should. I cannot be around her anymore and luckily for me I'm now an adult so I HAVE CONTROL now.
Well, I'm off to see my psychologist....