I went NC with my N mother about six years ago, and she's been trying to push my buttons in the worst way ever since. I found out about three months ago that she has terminal cancer. When I was told of her prognosis, hubby and I decided not to visit her, as we knew she would take advantage by guilting me into dust. It's a decision that hasn't been easy to live with, but I'd rather live with that than live with the cruelty that she'll dump on me if I visit.
So . . . once she realized that she wasn't going to be able to manipulate me into a visit, she started using her death as a weapon, pulling out every tactic in the book to guilt me. She started by using my co-dependent sister as a tool, but I didn’t give her the response she was hoping for. She then tried using my co-dependent father as a tool, which went even worse. He fessed up that I had been removed from the will at NM's insistence, and that he "had no say in it." My husband gave him heck over it and asked him how he could do that to his own child, and my father went into his deer-in-the-headlights babbling mode and hasn't called back since.
She's now run out of messengers, so she's taking matters into her own hands. I can't say that I didn't see this coming, as it's so typical of her, but yesterday I got a letter from her. It contained one giant guilt trip, plus a check for $1000. Like all of her letters, it's type written and unsigned. Very impersonal. Every letter that she's ever sent me has been done this way.
It reads:
Kathy,
I am cleaning out my bank account as I have little time left to live. I am sending you, brother, and sister each a check for $1000. Do with it whatever you want. I have missed you and (hubby) over the past few years but one day you will learn the truth that I was never the evil mother that you made me out to be. Nobody could have loved or been more proud of their child more than I was of you. I wish you great happiness and a very long life, which I will not have.My T is going to a have a field day analyzing this one. Hubby found the line about "the evil mother I made her out to be" quite interesting, since I have NEVER said anything bad about her to anyone, outside of my therapist's office and this board. I've never confided her abuse to anyone else in the family. Immediate family are all co-dependent and can't be trusted. And distant relatives observed M's behavior, but never heard a bad word from me. I didn't feel it was appropriate, and let them draw their own conclusions.
Proud of me? Yeah, sure. She's so proud that she's going to go to her grave refusing to acknowledge my graduate degree or any of my career accomplishments. Loved me so much that she blew off my high school graduation. Came to my first wedding and stuck her tongue out in all of the pictures. Etcetera etcetera etcetera.
One day I will learn the truth? From who? The Ghost of Christmas Past? What truth is she even talking about?
Do these people actually believe their own lies, or are they masters of knowing exactly what to say to work their manipulations?
And yet, despite all of this, I still can't stop feeling sorry for her, because she's dying. How do they do this to us? They abuse us, emotionally damage us, destroy our lives . . . and still it hurts us see THEM suffer. I feel like I've been brainwashed into feeling eternally guilty. It will never go away.
What I find so terribly sad about this, is that she's dying, and instead of spending her final months doing something positive, she's spending her precious time and energy trying to inflict as much pain as possible on me. My T said that this is common behavior for a narcissist with a terminal prognosis. They often dismiss the prognosis, believing that they can simply manipulate death the way that they've manipulated everything else in life.
I'm not going to cash the check. As much as I need the money, it's dirty money. I don't want it. Again, so typical. Add to the guilt by sending me money.
Sorry this is so long. My emotions are all over the map. I don't know how much time she has left, but when she doesn't get a response from this, there will be more to follow. When I got this letter, I blurted out to my husband that I wished she would just die, so this could end, and then I hated myself for wishing death on anyone, even someone who abused me.

Kathy