u/Southernbellringer

I’ve told you guys a synopsis of my NPE story, and I appreciate the support. I have decided to cease any and all contact with my mother and her other children. Anyone in the family can get it at this point.
My mother has done nothing to help me work through the trauma that she caused. Now, my oldest daughter is being affected by her narcissistic behaviors.

Most of my family looks up to my mom. I have no idea why. But nevertheless, they do. So when she and I went through the daddy reveal when I was almost 45, she wanted me to keep the secret. I was an emotional wreck after her 4-minute call. Alone at home with an 18-month-old. I thank God for bringing my youngest through one of my roughest times. I’m a veteran with diagnosed severe PTSD and spinal issues.
So I shut down to the outside world so I could be there mentally for my college student and my toddler. This is when she started calling family and friends saying, “She won’t talk to me. I don’t know what’s going on with her.” And family (not knowing why) told her to forget about me, don’t let your children stress you out. They never knew why I wasn’t talking to her, and they didn’t want to hear it from me. When I told a few family members, they would always remind me that people hid stuff.
Now my oldest daughter is catching strays from the family. They don’t communicate with her because they don’t communicate with me. Graveside at my nephew’s funeral, my mother’s youngest sister speaks to everyone but my daughters… and me. I addressed it with my mother, but I knew what that was. So I’m out. I refuse to subject my family to this level of manipulation and dysfunction. When all I’ve wanted was a conversation and for her to be honest to all parties involved.
She’s already started calling friends and family making them think I’m having a psychotic breakdown. She wants sympathy. Next she will have someone call me from a hospital. Like she’s dying from a panic attack. After that, she’ll try using money to lure me closer. Nothing will work. The difference is this time I’m telling everything to anyone that calls me. Everything to everyone hits her where it hurts; truth hurts a lie. Sorry for rambling. Thank you for reading.

It’s an easy no for me.

I found out the man(a) I’ve known as my father isn’t my father around Dec of 2020. Really it was just the absence of family sir names after utilizing Ancestry DNA. Three years later, in 2023, my mother admitted that she’d had an affair during her marriage and my father was another man (c). Why skip b? Because there was another man (b) who she also made believe I was his daughter. That was the case with all of them. I was a pawn for manipulating a, b, and c.
So now what? Now that I know the truth. Now that reality has caught up to truth, I feel obligated to step into roles that are unfamiliar territory. C says he’s known for over 46 years. Yes, I’m about to be 48. I’m a daughter, sister, cousin, aunt and niece. All while having my own daughters and the trauma of always being alone and alert. My personal situation unfolded alongside Kirk Franklins Father’s Day YouTube Doc. I felt his pain. I feel my own pain. I imagine my children’s children and how our tree is an offshoot of a family tree; still very much connected…below the surface. But is there room for us? Is there resentment? What now?