my mom told me she doesn’t want me to come home ever again
REPOST (added a better girl dinner image previous was taken down)
Thanks for all the lovely comments on my first version ❤️
We spent about 6 hours in the car today, me (30) and my parents (70). I was driving and took a detour following my navigation app and my mom lost her shit.
I think she’s been holding it in for some time, so it was bound to happen, but she started yelling about how disrespectful, rude, nasty, and bossy I have been. She said why couldn’t I just stay on the main highway, why did I have to do it my own way I should do it her way.
Then she started yelling about how the only reason me/siblings come home anymore is out of guilt for my dad who is dying of pancreatic cancer and that she would rather I didn’t come home at all. She says we are ruining her time with him and their routine schedule. Told me that they wasted their entire life on me and my 4 siblings because we all moved away from home.
All of us have some form of diagnosed mental health thing (clearly from the trauma). She uses that as fuel to say she must have been such a terrible person to have so many kids like us. Says that we take pills to be happy and that it is stupid because growing up she had to just suffer. Told her I am not happy, I suffer daily and the reason I take pills is so I don’t go off and do something stupid.
This entire time I’m driving, crying, and calmly responding to her. She thought my trembling lips was me smirking and got even more upset. I tried to acknowledge her feelings and told her to please tell me what she’s holding inside, but she yelled at me for that. She refuses to go to any form of therapy. Later my dad, who was in the back seat for this entire thing, said I handled it very maturely. I just don’t know how to deal with my grieving mom. I told her I understand, if it was me in her place I don’t know what I would do. She apologized later, after I had to say sorry for making her feel like I was being a bossy bully (even though I did nothing). But then she went right back to yelling at me after we arrived at our vacation spot. It’s so hard to focus on enjoying the moment when this terrible inevitable thing is in the background. We can’t ignore it and all know this is probably our last family vacation all together.
Edit: (she’s been like this towards me my whole life)
Hot dog and pretzels, sitting next to my dad 🫶