u/Easy_Initiative_6951

As a friend of someone who recently lost her mum, obviously I want to be there for her, because that’s what friends are supposed to do, support each other during difficult times.

I told my mum about this, and her response was:
“So you don’t have to see me?”
“Wow, you’re acting like someone who doesn’t have a home to go back to.”
“When I die, I don’t even know if your friend is going to come see me, so what’s the point of being there for her?”

Obviously, I got really mad, so for the first time in my life, I talked back to her:
“What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“Have some sympathy.”
“The world does not revolve around you.”
“I have friends I need to be there for too.”
“You’re my mother, and I don’t want to talk to you like this, but you’re too much this time. This is someone else’s life, why are you making it all about you?”

And guess what her reply was?
“Wow, now you have the guts to say ‘WTF’ to me. Thank you very much.”
“Remember one thing, don’t think that I’m healthy right now. I can die anytime too. Just letting you know, don’t forget that.”

After that, the rest of the conversation was just her guilt-tripping me.

All of this happened just because I wanted to be there for my friend who recently lost her mum and her mum was like a godmother to me too.

At this point, I honestly don’t even know how to describe my mum anymore. Narcissistic? Self-centred? I don’t know.

As a friend of someone who recently lost her mum, obviously I want to be there for her, because that’s what friends are supposed to do, support each other during difficult times.

I told my mum about this, and her response was:
“So you don’t have to see me?”
“Wow, you’re acting like someone who doesn’t have a home to go back to.”
“When I die, I don’t even know if your friend is going to come see me, so what’s the point of being there for her?”

Obviously, I got really mad, so for the first time in my life, I talked back to her:
“What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“Have some sympathy.”
“The world does not revolve around you.”
“I have friends I need to be there for too.”
“You’re my mother, and I don’t want to talk to you like this, but you’re too much this time. This is someone else’s life, why are you making it all about you?”

And guess what her reply was?
“Wow, now you have the guts to say ‘WTF’ to me. Thank you very much.”
“Remember one thing, don’t think that I’m healthy right now. I can die anytime too. Just letting you know, don’t forget that.”

After that, the rest of the conversation was just her guilt-tripping me.

All of this happened just because I wanted to be there for my friend who recently lost her mum and her mum was like a godmother to me too.

At this point, I honestly don’t even know how to describe my mum anymore. Narcissistic? Self-centred? I don’t know.