I'm the eldest and also the scapegoat. If my younger brothers messed up in some way..it was always my fault somehow. If they got hurt from being boys, it was my fault for not watching them all the time. She blames my father for messing me up and then he blames her for the same...neither of them admit to their part to play in collectively messing me up. It's always someone elses fault.
I started standing up to them a few years ago, although my father doesn't listen to me anyway, so it's all in one ear and out the other with him, regardless of how firm I am. Having no contact and really following through with that is the best message I can send him right now. He cannot ignore that.
I've been feeling particularly low today and like bursting into tears, as I am bleeding, so that doesn't help things much, but my mother has been in my mind today and I wish she wasn't. It's so painful to feel the sense of abandonment. She has a great way of manipulating things so it looks like she is wanting to change and be friends, but it is always just what she think you want to hear, so she can position you where she wants you.
Making promises that she never follows through on is her specialty. She seems to think her feelings and her life are all that matters, as any true narcissist does. So wrapped up in her own little life that she doesn't see how much hurt she has caused. In her home, she has so many framed pictures of my brothers and I think I only make one appearance, in the back row. She did the same to my father when she wanted to pretend he wasn't there either.
The silent treatment is her favorite tool for punishing. She has done this to me my whole life, but never once did it to my brothers, so they all don't know what I'm talking about when I try and speak up to her about it, and laugh when I try and say I've been abused. I was also expected to ask her permission to use the toilet at night...up until I was about 15 or so? I didn't even think this was weird until I was 18 and started to really analyze it. She never made my brothers do this...just me.
It hurt me so much when she would ignore me for weeks on end, and I would have to come grovelling back to her in tears, ashamed and guilty for whatever it is I had done (which probably wasn't that much), we'd have both forgotten by then what Id id do to deserve it...she was just so used to ignoring me that she didn't know how to snap back into speaking to me again until I had practically bagged on my knees in tears for her to acknowledge me again.
Even now that I have cut all contact with them, I'm sure they have all managed to turn it around on me so I am the one who is 'just mentally ill' and they are the innocent victims of my insanity.