I need your help. I wrote back to you about my two daughters and you said there were Red Flags and your advice was me to not pursue it. Against your advice, I gave my two daughters another chance. Everything was going pretty good until my youngest daughter had pictures of my mother that abused me and my sister, lying on her coffee table. I picked up the picture of my sister which represented a time that I totally disconnected from my mother. She had told me when she came to California that she was not obligated to see me. I was hurt and told her I was sorry that she felt that way and if I can't see her alive, I will not see her dead. She refused to make any plans with me when she came to visit her other family members. I have never talked to her again. She runs me down to my daughters. On the back of a picture that represented that disconnection, my mother wrote, your mother was mean to us because she wouldn't let us see you. I was furious. The picture as dated but it took me back to remember that dead body.
Mother's Day eve, I took my daughters out for pizza. When we were driving home, they were telling each other they were going to be pushing each other around in their rockers. When I heard that remark, it took me to the loss of my brothers and my sister because of all the horrible things my mother has told them about me. I commented that that would be something I would never experience thanks to my mother.
My two daughters blew a cork. My oldest one told me to pull the car over so she could get out. They were both at me like a pack of coyotes. I was to celebrate my very first Mother's Day in over 20 years. Needless to say, I went in my youngest daughter's house and packed my things and left (without drama). I cried all the way home.
They both talk to each other and roll their eyes if I say or do anything wrong.
I told them both I was sorry I was far from a perfect mother and they used me bringing up to my mother to vent on me like two crazy women.
I told my youngest daughter she excommunicated me from her wedding amongst other painful things she has said and done. She has justified it and told me she had to draw her boundaries. The amazing thing is her father sold her own new car right out from under her. I travel 32 hours straight to help her get her car back from him. I lost my job in order to help her. He is at the wedding and I am excommunicated because I didn't mind her boundaries.
They both go on and on about what I have done to them and they don't want to hear one thing about my loss because I have done so many things to them. Their perceptions of me are bizarre. My youngest one told me that I was jealous of that she has a relationship with her sister and her dad. I told her I was jealous because they have a relationship with her and I don't. They get the mercy and compassion and I get the abuse.
The both conspire with each other and compare notes. I either walk the like and don't ever talk about my mother again, or they are going to abuse me. That is my choice.
The fact is, it really isn't that important for me to talk about my mother, but every once in awhile without realizing it, something triggers me and I might say something. I get the worst disrespect you have ever seen and ever heard from them. I am not to suffer the loss of a family. I should always be just focused on them. I should tap dance to their dictates. My oldes is 42 and the youngest is 38. They act like teenagers and treat me like I am their girlfriend.
I have told them I opened the door to give them a chance. Now the pain and suffering has now begun for me. The forgiveness and mercy have turned into hatred and venom. My youngest one told me she doesn't care about my pain because I hurt her. Well, truth is I caused her pain but never intentionally. This has been payback and is still payback. I have warned her not to push me as I will walk out again because of the pain. I'm right there right now.
I fell in the entry way and there was a gate. Her dog had new born puppies. My youngest daughter seemed angry that I fell and only asked me finally if I was ok after she checked the puppies. I brought it up to her. She admitted that she was more concerned because one of the puppies was sick. She did admit she should have been more compassionate but she told me it was my fault because I caused her to be shut down.
I am shutting the door on both of them. I can't take the abuse and the dictates of their whims. I would like you to tell me something to them in my final email.
Please help me.
Joan Bennett (boo hoo, it didn't work, it's to dam painful to be treated like this)