Dear Hope,
Thank you. All these realizations are comming fast and furiously...wow it's so painful the betrayel...all my life I lived with this...but to be aware that she has used my own children to hurt me and make me insignificate is just toooooooo much for me now. I mentioned in anther post that I am adopted. She adopted me to cover up her shame that she couldnt have children, I was just a cover for her to "Be a mother". I was just a ......... I don't know what to her but certainly not a daughter that she loved and nutured. She hated me when I found out the truth..... I never understood that until now, because I "outed" her, her cover ,lies secrets were exposed. Why did God put me with this women? Hope , once you know the truth to something there is no going back. The only way out is through it , and now I really don't know what to do with all this. THat was my question about the NC... I think you misunderstood because you kept saying him ...I was refering to her. I have just been very superficial ,detached emotionaly ( with the help of therapy and AL-ANON) with her for months now and it has been ok, but NOW That I am fully nderstanding all this, how can I have a relationship with her? Jeeze no wounder why denial is so much better lol.... I always wanted to walk away from her and never look back , but what message is that sending my children about family and they do love her, she certainly isnt the same Grandmother that she was a mother( well in some ways she is).........what do you suggest.
Love Tweety
Dear Tweety,
I'm sorry... NPD is still so engrained in my head as a "him" because of ex... it's just habit.
I understand what you've said about your adoption... and I am sorry; I know it's so difficult... sometimes I've wished that I'd been adopted, although I have no idea what that'd be like, so please forgive my ignorance. And I've wondered whether my mother had me, 10 years after my brother, in order to cover her shame that she'd been unable to "mold" her first child to her satisfaction... to her image. He was too strong-willed and non-compliant for that.
She's not some horrible raging NPD monster, but I can certainly relate to feeling like... an accessory - an object which was intended to decorate her image of perfection... like a silk scarf or a piece of jewelry... or that ceramic rabbit she has on her deck

(That rabbit taught me alot)
You wrote:
"I have just been very superficial ,detached emotionaly ( with the help of therapy and AL-ANON) with her for months now and it has been ok, but NOW That I am fully nderstanding all this, how can I have a relationship with her?" I wish I knew, Tweety. Keeping it superficial and emotionally detached has been my approach since my experience with NPD-ex began to unveil all of this to me. My parents and I are geographically removed by 1,000 miles, so it's not been a pressing question... until our recent visit with them on a trip to their home state caused it to begin to press in on me

. But we've not had any major blow-ups to this point, so I have the option of leaving the whole mess at the status quo. Except there are a few things I'd like to clear up while both of my parents are still living... I think...
Anyhow, my own children have seen much of my mother's eccentricity and recognize it as such... and maybe yours do, too... but of course they are going to appreciate Grandma's help with purchases of cars, etc. I know that presents a dilemma for you, but I'd be cautious not to involve your kids in stuff that's water under the bridge. I'm sorry, Tweety... wish I could tell you a simple solution, but there is none. It'd be very tempting to try to "out" her totally to your children, but I think that'd do far more harm than good. What I'm noticing is that these people do mellow with age... they shrivel and dry up and become like a bit of chaff in the breeze. Honestly, I'd let her help the kids as much as she's willing and just work on building your own level of knowledge about her...ermm... "condition". I think that in time you'll come to the conclusion that she's really a pathetic creature.
In the meanwhile, do what you need to do to process all these swirling emotions. I wrote A TON... just reams and volumes... none of which I've ever mailed or delivered. Getting it out there (and here) is amazingly liberating. How much of it - if any - you ultimately choose to get "out" to her... well, it's okay to play that by ear. One step at a time is the only way I know.
With much love,
Hope