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Old Mar 30, 2015, 08:09 PM
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Originally Posted by manicattack View Post
My mother was a manipulative, abusive drunk. I had a hard time recognizing this until I was in middle school. I eventually became very distant with her. She favored my brothers very obviously and it was hard for me as a teenager to understand my mother was "sick."

As I got older, I recognized just how sick she was. She didn't want to hear it. She still favored my brothers and I was the black sheep- now also bearing the genetic mental and emotional issues she herself has but refuses to admit. Being bipolar myself, I recognized the issues in her finally. My mom is bipolar, and an alcoholic, and suffers from similar issues from her own mother.

After years of only taking stuff out on me, she finally turned to do it to my brothers when I moved thousands of miles away. She pushed them away, too.

Now, she tries to drag us all back by apologizing and saying things have changed.

We don't trust her. She was narcissistic and mean for too long, and she trained us to be how we are. While being sorry is great for you, it does nothing for the people you're saying it to.

I read an article months ago (I tried finding it, and can't) that was written in response to a woman that basically wrote that her son stopped talking to her and she has raised a spoiled brat, and that it is disgraceful that good parents have been raising brats that end up being ungrateful and not speaking to their parents for some dumb reason.

The response was that it probably wasn't for "some dumb reason." And told the woman to look back HONESTLY and think hard about why her son would just stop talking to her.

So, it goes on to possible issues, and one of them is narcissistic personality disorder relating to the mother. She thinks she has done nothing wrong and has apologized for all the wrong she could have done but that she just happened to raise an a-hole child.

Now, going back to your issue- I will tell you, I will forgive my mother but I won't forget. Neither will my brothers. She can whine about how we are never there for her all she wants. Where was she when I really needed her to be sane? She was drunk. Where was she when I, myself, needed help because I was suicidal? She was drunk, and ranting at me about being stupid for attempting suicide.

She didn't care enough to get herself help, but now that she needs help (my step dad had a stroke and my mother, while still able to work, is an alcoholic and needs to be drunk every moment NOT spent at work, and it is hard to take care of that when she is helping my step father), she is apologetic and blames us for her crap conditions in life.

You need to move on from being sad about your children not being there. You need to take care of yourself and prove that you ARE focusing on fixing your emotional/mental health issues. If/when they see this, then perhaps healing can begin.

But you cannot expect years of detriment on their part to be forgiven just because you need help now. It is not their fault that you need help. They do not deserve to be called names.

I would recommend speaking with a counselor and psychiatrist to get the help you need.
You misunderstand when you say after years of detriment they cannot forget or understand - it has not been years, it has been the past 3 months that everything fell apart and while they may not deserve to be yelled at I did not deserve to be abandoned. I am trying very hard - I am the one who has admitted to my mental/emotional problems so it seems to me that like any other disease they would support me. All they have done to me is, just like my mother, abandon me. My mother was not there for me when among other things I was gang-raped or when my husband abused me she said "what did you do to make him do that". My sons have done to me what I was trying to heal from her.

I'm lost and hopeless and I do resent your statement that they are somehow right to turn their back on me. I have been a loving mother to both of them for over 40 years but now that I need help that doesn't seem to matter. I accept that I give up I just want everyone to stop saying i'm this or that, it was always my fault with my mother - no chance to explain just blanket guilt. Can't I ever just once in my life support me? The answer it appears is NO. I did not choose to have BPD like others did not choose to have cancer yet cancer patients are not yelled at and abandoned.