I feel really good right now. Last night I talked with my mother over the phone. She blames me for turning the girls against her. I stood my ground and didn't yell or blame her. I told her that MY daughters are the MOST important thing in my life and that not for one more second is she to ask them to drop her pills in the mail. The girls and I talked some last night and they do not want to see my mom at all for now and I told them it's their choice. Again, mom blames me for that. I was called self-righteous and opinionated for starters...and I calmly responded that, again, the girls are my responsibility and I will do ANYTHING to protect them. She didn't like me sticking up for myself and not attacking her back. She said she doesn't know why I hate her so much. Gosh, I didn't fall for that one either. Could it be:

Constantly enabling the abusers in my life?
Constantly putting me down for my choices in life?
Constantly praising my siblings for the same things I was found guilty of?

She is NOT my issue anymore. Both my daughters and I are not seeing or speaking to her right now. That's okay. They seem relieved.

Later...Cat