Guest guest Posted November 19, 2010 Report Share Posted November 19, 2010 Part One Mother and I are in the middle of a three-month long disagreement right now, and I just need to be able to put all this somewhere. It's a small issue in itself, but it's set in such a long context of situations just like it, and she has been so abusive in the past that I have no reserve of affection or liking for her to carry me through it. It's a long story, so I understand if it's just too much for an internet board. She has wanted me to go to her friend's daughter's baby shower. Because of our mothers' relationship, I basically felt obligated to comply when this girl and her mother invited me to stay over two or three times in my late teens. At that point in my life, I was still too cowed by the idea of offending anyone to say no. I have nothing in common with this girl. I spent the few times I saw her on breaks from my college trying to nod and smile while she told me about her boyfriend in jail and showed me the pictures of herself in her underwear she was sending to him. If not really knowing how to respond to that makes me a snob, then I'm a snob. Mom first asked me to go to this thing in June. I told her I didn't want to go. Her response was, " We'll see. " Part Two She called me a few days later to tell me that sometimes, when she hangs out with this woman/daughter pair, and another woman/daughter pair friend of hers, she " sees all the other daughters there and I feel like the only kid at the school play without a mommy. " Ignoring the obvious pathology behind this statement, I told her I appreciated her sharing her feelings with me, and said it must be awful to feel that way. I learned long ago to never tell her her feelings are irrational. You don't tell crazy people they're crazy! I did, however, point out that those daughters live with their mothers because they got pregnant in their late teens and can't support themselves financially, whereas I live two hours away and visit her because I like seeing her (okay, so that last part was a lie). I also told her that I don't like baby showers (I HATE showers of any kind, weddings, too) and still wasn't sure why she thought I needed to be there. Part Three She called me in late September to tell me that she had been named godmother to the girl's upcoming second baby, and will be planning the shower. I said, " Mom, I thought we already talked about this. " She said, " Yes, and I thought we agreed you were going to come. " I reiterated that I was not coming, and she told me that this was very important to her, that she didn't even know what to say, but that she was not getting over this any time soon. Then she hung up. Part Four She stopped calling me, except in response to my calls, which I did weekly just to remind her that I still loved her and that my not coming didn't have anything to do with that. We exchanged emails. Here is an excerpt from hers: " I explained to you that I'm always the one with out a daugther to accompany me...most of the time I handle it(Irelize you have a life),however this event was of particular importance TO ME. You said you understood. So is it you understand and just don't give a shit about me and my feelings or is it something else? I cried tring to figure out what it is that I did to you to get to the point where I have to beg you to come to this one baby shower with me.If I can't have any expectation of relying on you to attend a function that I'm helping to throw, I can't have any expectation of you at all...I would have hoped that when on the few occasions I ask for something for ME and say it is important to ME I'm met with such BS. I was after all for many years the only one always there for you... " It goes on from there. Needless to say, this is not " one of the few occasions " that she has asked something from me. She asks for things a lot. I wrote back and told her it was not my intention to hurt her, I loved her, but I was not going. I also, stupidly, wrote some things with the intention of reasoning with her. Part Five She calls me a few days later and asks, AGAIN, if I'm coming. I tell her I'm confused, as this is the third time I've said no. She repeats that she's not getting over this, and if I don't go, " it's over. " Gee, never heard that before. However, she STILL sends me an invitation in the mail. As fate would have it, the shower is being held the same day as a good friend's wedding. She calls me the day of the shower. " You're not coming today? " " No, I'm getting ready to go to a wedding. " " Well, you better spend all your holidays with these people because I'm done. It's all I can do not to tell you to go fuck yourself. I told you this was important to me, but it's over, so you just keep walking. " Last night, I called her to discuss Thanksgiving. We didn't get around to it. I spent half an hour doing little more than grunting in response to her telling me how I never go out of my way for her or put myself out of my comfort zone. She also told me that she was so embarrassed that I was there (even though I had a legit reason for not being there, and the family knew it), that she bought a changing table and said it was from me. WTF? When I got off the phone, I burst into tears from sheer exhaustion of listening to her. I'm so fucking tired. I have so many things that I could say to her, and not one of them is worth saying because she does not understand logic. I am at a loss. I'm so tired of feeling my way in the dark with no help and no instruction. I don't know how to talk to a person who lives in a completely different reality. I've been to therapy, but as we all know, therapy can only help you change yourself (I have, btw; I've got a better handle on my depression, I changed my expectations of mom, and even this whole debacle hasn't had the effect on my life it would have just a year or two ago). Who could navigate a conversation with this woman? She will alter reality and normalcy, taking back and bending things she said and things I didn't say, all because the only thing she understands is that she's not getting something she wants. If you've made it this far in my post, thanks! Even sending this out into the internet has been something of a relief. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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