@Justmehere - it is a very difficult decision, one that should be made with the help of a therapist, in my opinion. Going through life without any family is extraordinarily difficult in ways it's impossible to fathom while you still have those ties.
Having said that, I cut ties with my parents. That was twenty years ago and I have no regrets about it. I'd do it all over again if I had the chance, and sooner. It was hard and very painful but necessary. I couldn't maintain any kind of healthy boundaries with them and I had no motivation to maintain any kind of relationship with them at all. I needed to build my own life as an adult, a life that wasn't crippled by their chaos and insanity.
First I took all the childhood mementos I wanted to keep because I knew I'd probably never see them, that house, or those belongings ever again. I did this when they weren't home. I just went in, filled a few boxes and drove away.
Later I talked with each parent privately, sort of a one-last-chance-to-make-things right, before I cut ties. It was important to me to confront them about what I was doing and why, and give them the option of repentance and reconciliation, although I pretty much already knew they didn't have it in them. Giving them that chance was about me, not them. It didn't go well with either of them but I had the satisfaction of knowing I did what I needed to.
What followed was a tremendous sense of loss and relief, and some fear, knowing I was truly on my own now. I had a total breakdown and did nothing but cry for literally days and days and days. I have never cried so much before or since. I didn't know it was possible for a human being to cry so much. I thought it would never stop. (It also makes you really thirsty!)
One unfortunate consequence was that my siblings cut ties with me as a result. That is very sad but it was not my choice or anything I had control over. I knew it might happen and it was one of the things I discussed at length with a therapist and prepared for. None of us siblings were close. My parents had raised us to be all pitched against each other, for obvious reasons, but I sometimes wonder what our relationships might have been like as adults. I don't know if they are still in touch with each other or not.
This is a decision that should come from deep within you and nowhere else. It doesn't matter what anyone else is telling you to do. Not. One. Bit.
Having said that, I cut ties with my parents. That was twenty years ago and I have no regrets about it. I'd do it all over again if I had the chance, and sooner. It was hard and very painful but necessary. I couldn't maintain any kind of healthy boundaries with them and I had no motivation to maintain any kind of relationship with them at all. I needed to build my own life as an adult, a life that wasn't crippled by their chaos and insanity.
First I took all the childhood mementos I wanted to keep because I knew I'd probably never see them, that house, or those belongings ever again. I did this when they weren't home. I just went in, filled a few boxes and drove away.
Later I talked with each parent privately, sort of a one-last-chance-to-make-things right, before I cut ties. It was important to me to confront them about what I was doing and why, and give them the option of repentance and reconciliation, although I pretty much already knew they didn't have it in them. Giving them that chance was about me, not them. It didn't go well with either of them but I had the satisfaction of knowing I did what I needed to.
What followed was a tremendous sense of loss and relief, and some fear, knowing I was truly on my own now. I had a total breakdown and did nothing but cry for literally days and days and days. I have never cried so much before or since. I didn't know it was possible for a human being to cry so much. I thought it would never stop. (It also makes you really thirsty!)
One unfortunate consequence was that my siblings cut ties with me as a result. That is very sad but it was not my choice or anything I had control over. I knew it might happen and it was one of the things I discussed at length with a therapist and prepared for. None of us siblings were close. My parents had raised us to be all pitched against each other, for obvious reasons, but I sometimes wonder what our relationships might have been like as adults. I don't know if they are still in touch with each other or not.
This is a decision that should come from deep within you and nowhere else. It doesn't matter what anyone else is telling you to do. Not. One. Bit.