Guest guest Posted December 27, 2011 Report Share Posted December 27, 2011 I've been NC with my mother since December of 2006. My two aunts (her sisters) have been fighting over the care of my grandmother, it all comes down to money. Both of them have been carrying tales to me, and I've been very uninvolved. Simply an " ear " , but i have been seeing " the " behavior and was getting concerned. Well, the one aunt, whom I've been supportive of, and talking to about how to handle her other sister for the last several years (whom I believed may also have BPD, as my mother has it) has now brought my mother into the whole messy affair. I wondered why there has been little contact with her for the last 6 or 8 months now. My mother of course is talking about how I am the one with the personality disorder and is the " nut job " . Apparently she sent my other aunt a letter talking trash about me (I haven't seen her in 5 years so I am guessing where she got her information, otherwise she would have no " fodder " for the trash talk). All of this came out on Christmas day, when my other aunt called me to tell me what was going on. She has been relatively quiet for the last several years about all of it. We'd talk, but she wouldn't be trash talking her sister like the other aunt would to her. I'm on the other side of the country, so I have no idea what really is happening. I see several people fighting over my not dead yet grandmothers estate. I'm disgusted with all of them, and as usual being painted as the crazy one. It really makes me wonder about my sense of normal. I feel surrounded by crazy. The only sense of normalcy that I have is *my* own little family, my husband and kids. His family is fairly normal. I have fairly normal friendships, except that I have a hard time knowing how to be a friend. Bah. I wonder about cutting off all contact with that whole side of the family. I feel gross, feel violated. This is how I used to feel as a child on a constant basis. Like I need to defend myself. Not to mention that I am disgusted at their greed at the expense of my grandmother. I've never been close to her, so while I have no connection to her in that way, I still feel sad for her. I'm so bloody sick of this. Sometimes I really do feel like the crazy one. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 27, 2011 Report Share Posted December 27, 2011 (Shaking head in agreement). It would be so much easier if: 1) we didn't care what happened to these people (i.e. detach), or 2) were just the crazy one after all. (((hugs))) > > I'm so bloody sick of this. > > Sometimes I really do feel like the crazy one. > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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