Every day I look at my daughter, I think how could my mother have put this all on me. I could never put this type of shame on my daughter for just being alive.
Hi Swimmer,
I just want to tell you that I related to every word of your post. I don't have children of my own, but I ask myself that question every day. How could a mother do that to her own child? I could never inflict that kind of pain on ANYONE, least of all, my own daughter.
Holidays for children of Ns ARE very painful. This time of year that brings so much joy to others, only opens up old wounds for us.
I have been NC with my NM for six years. During that time, she has managed to turn every relative against me with her smear campaign. I too, hid my pain, which makes her stories more convincing. But I would never lower myself to her level and say negative things about her to others in the family. A few Aunts know in their hearts that M has mental problems, but I'm not around any more, so they put up with her, and have dismissed me as the "problem child." My mother has terminal cancer, so this will be her last Christmas. I'm being vilified more this year than ever before. She sent me a letter telling me that I'm evil, then turned around and started crying to everyone that her daughter won't come to visit her dying mother. They're all falling for it.
Like you, I'm also sitting here here feeling like it's all my fault. Why? I don't know. Maybe it's a lifetime of being made to feel guilty. It's brainwashing, really. I don't know how else to feel but guilty.
Sometimes I wish that the holiday season would just go away, cease to exist. I don't want to have another Christmas. I really believe that as long as I live, every year the painful flashbacks of past holidays will come back to haunt me. They'll never go away. You can't erase that stuff from you brain, you know?
Please come to this board and visit often. I spend a lot of time here near Christmas. This board has been such a lifesaver in years past. I feel SO alone during the holidays, but coming here makes me whole again. When I read everyone's stories, I know that I'm NOT alone, and that I'll be okay.