I had a very hard time setting up boundaries with my mother and my brothers. At first, it had to be a wall, with almost no contact unless I crossed the wall. It was more than a year before I allowed them in my home even once. It's been a few years now,and they're slowly, very slowly, learning that if they can't treat me with respect I won't be in their lives. At all. I simply do not need them anymore – I'm in adult. As my mother gets older, I feel like I have to be there for her, but she's never there for me. So I had to choose me. It can be lonely, but it's so much healthier.