Phew Lighter – see you let go with the idiot compassion there. (Have to come up with another word for that - just don't like the idiot part.)
I couldn't agree more.
Tay - I am so sorry if I sound harsh - I do agree with Lighter. I have lived it with both of my parents. If your mother is anything like my parents, she can’t/won’t change (and she sounds so, so similar to my parents). As long as she is in your life, the chaos will continue unabated.
After I went NC with my NM, she had a number of accidents as well as a "cancer scare" and for each incident I got an "I could die any day e-mail." I found the "cancer scare" especially nasty because my F died of cancer not too long ago and it was horrific (because of his behavior), which, I am certain, is why she used it.
I didn't reply, and those tactics stopped. (Turns out she does not have cancer.)
My F was a raging N. He was diagnosed with cancer and lived for ~3 years. I was not NC with them at the time, but tried to maintain very limited contact. It didn't work. When he was diagnosed, his behavior - already impossible, became unbelievably impossible. It was as though he believed that because he was sick he could act however he wanted - and believe me it was horrendous. Those 3 years were the most draining years of my life. He was so incredibly demanding. I worked full time and am self-employed - if I don't work, I don't get paid, and I can lose contracts. He demanded that every member of "the family" go to every single app't (and he had my mother to go with him) and every surgery no matter how far away it was or that it took me away from my young children. He would schedule "family get-togethers" to discuss his situation and made it known that the children (his grandchildren) were not welcome. I had a vacation scheduled at one point, and he was incensed that I did not cancel my plans so that I could go to one of his appt's. I used to tell myself that it wouldn't last forever (i know that sounds shallow - but it was so incredibly difficult) but it lasted 3 years. I missed one day of visiting him after he had surgery (and the hospital was 3 hours away from my home), and he raged at me for more than a week. I could go on and on....bottom line... It was ugly, horrific, and completely exhausting.
I used to tell myself that at least in the end I could say to myself that I did what a good child should do. I stood by him, supported him, and helped him through the end of his life. I told myself that at the end of my days, at least I acted with dignity and honor. You know what - all I ended up doing was being a punching bag for a sick delusional man (and woman), and sacrificing my life, my marriage, my children, and my work at the alter of his insatiable ego. Never again.
Tay - even if she does have cancer - you don't have to sacrifice yourself anymore, you have already sacrificed enough of yourself. More importantly, M needs the stability of you right now without the chaos of your mother, with or without cancer.
Please stay strong - for you and for M.
Much love,
Peace