But perhaps there is a middle ground?
I'm trying to find the middle ground. Yelling at her seems wrong (after all, it seems she doesn't know any better) and won't help any how. But, by sucking it up, I feel depressed. There's no place for the feelings to go.
I have had several
Suicide attempts because of my family and many, MANY, more "almost" attempts where I had 300 pills in my hand about the take them. It affects me still but not near as much.
Yes, I was like that, too. Not any more, but it still hurts.
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Her dying isn't going to make those feelings go away, because it's been 20 years and I still carry around the pain of it.
It's really more about escaping her. You see, my pain is not just based in the past, but rather in the present, also. If she were gone this would be all over.
But if you are able, minimize your contact with her.
Yes, I've done that. She lives far far away and we never see each other. We rarely speak on the phone. We have no intention of visiting each other.
I think it's worse now because Christmas is coming. I really can't afford to send her a gift and yet I will feel guilty if I don't. The whole gift-giving bit keeps her on my mind.
She may even think you are less of a problem so don't need the care in the same way.
Yes, she's always hinted that.
creating your own adult life seperate from your mom and your brother would be a great gift you can give to yourself and cut out the drama entirely.
Well, but I have my own life. She and my brother live on one coast while I live in the other. She knows very little about my life. She knows about my studies, for instance, but she doesn't even know which college I attend. And I am financially independent, have been for some thirty + years.
So, there's plenty of distance.
I really don't want any contact. In many ways, life was better during the twenty years of parentectomy.