Some insights about the toll on my marriage (and why I am finally ready for NC)
We just spent 3 days with uBPD mom and edad that despite us all on our very best behaviour — not mom of course, she was doing her witchy worst — it was still breathtakingly unpleasant.
In the past I used to leave family visits feeling this rage and betrayal towards my husband. I’d be mad that he didn’t stand up for me more. That he didn’t clock enough of her bullying in real time and intervene better (to be fair he hasn’t had a lifetime of practice like me).
To be clear, my husband sees my parents for what they are. Yet sometimes still seemed to want their approval, or slip into caring what they think about him.
Seeing this version of my husband made me lose respect for him. Wishing he had more moral courage or protected me more.
This time something shifted. I realized my husband is being (re)traumatized by my parents — his default trauma response is 100% fawning. He experienced terrible bullying as a kid. He’s done a lot of therapy and work on this, and I’m so proud of him.
But here I am putting him in this toxic bullying environment! Even if he’s not the main target, he is triggered as hell and suffering, just in different ways!
By feeling mad at him and causing conflict between us, my uBPD mom is getting exactly what she wants. She wins.
So all this to say — I am finally done. I can’t do this to my own family any more. I. Am. Done.