My mom accidentally frustrated me just now and I'm frustrated that I'm frustrated. My inner thought is "it's not my responsibility" so I guess I'm being too independent again, not totally sure.
It reminded me of the millions of times I tried to teach her things and she shut me down. Usually because I was a teenager or "less."
She didn't mean harm but it caused harm.
One example: I was twelve or thirteen. My mom and I were in the grocery store. My mom was trying to hurry because my dad would freak out if she took more time than he wanted. The amount of time always changed. I was trying to enjoy the time away from home.
My dad called on her cell phone. She picked up quickly so he wouldn't get mad. He demanded more alcohol.
My mom rolled her eyes and said in an angry passive-aggressive way, "Fine. What kind?" Then hung up on him.
I was annoyed. I said, "Have you ever heard of the abuse triangle? You're being an enabler. Don't buy the alcohol."
I can still picture how she slumped against the cart. Like she gave up and was already sick of my voice. It made me angry. She told me sometimes you have to do what you're told. That if she didn't, he would get angry.
I told her to divorce him again. All of her kids told her to divorce him all the time from the time we were able to talk onward. "Divorce" was one of the big first words we knew.
My mom ignored me. Said I would understand one day.
She must have told him about this because a week later or so he tried to frame me for underaged drinking. He failed. I think he genuinely felt bad about it but I'm not sure. He was trying to get back at my mom, not me, probably. I was the only one of his kids he ever said "I love you" to so I don't know.