DoriansDorterContributor
Saintly Mother - so I'm Told
Hi Everyone, this is my first post.
I grew up completely neglected, emotionally, by my mother. She used me to tell me how hateful my dad was and how hard done by she was, yet she'd never listen to me. She would sing when we tried to talk to her. She would stop singing long enough to assure us she was listening, but then go right back to it as we spoke.
She has shamed, blamed and guilted me for everything - I breathe too loudly, I walk too heavily... She constantly told me to 'take no notice' when people were saying hateful things to me, and even blamed me if I showed any tiny trait that she took to be 'just like your father'. I was not allowed to look sad or upset. I would never have dreamed of showing, or even feeling, anger. I wasn't even allowed to look 'too happy' because she'd immediately 'bring me down to size'.
If I needed medical assistance for a skinned knee she would always say "Anyone would think your leg was hanging off with all the fuss you're making!" When I had terrible ear aches (my left eardrum has burst multiple times and I only have 5% hearing left in that ear) it always happened as I'd gone to bed. When I came to her crying with pain she would grudgingly and roughly put some olive oil in there and say in the most hateful voice "Now get back to bed, and don't you DARE come back down!"
In public she is incredibly sweet and gentle to everyone. She's a master manipulator at acting pathetic until people do everything for her. And now, in some moment of madness, I've moved into the same retirement village as her. The hardest part of all is that I can barely walk out my front door without multiple people telling me how fortunate I am to have such a wonderful mother. It feels like being stabbed repeatedly in the chest, and I can't say a single word because I totally freeze, and nobody would believe me if I told the truth. I don't know what to say!!! I usually just giggle, and pray they won't push for more from me.
My husband took 48 years to see her for what she is, she's so 2-faced.
Does anyone have any advice on how to handle the situations when I'm told how wonderful (practically sainted) mother is? I've been shut down my whole life, and this just adds to it, and I'm left feeling really lonely because I have nobody other than my husband that I can tell the truth. I'd be very grateful for any suggestions, thank you.