I downloaded several bingo cards and needed something fun to do while here.
Mom (and enmeshed nephew) had visited me over Thanksgiving, and it hadn't been horrible. I was getting hopeful that maybe all the greyrocking and information diet were paying off.
Seems that's only when you take her out of her comfort zone, because it's been insane here.
Doing Christmas early due to my work schedule (and because I kinda want the holiday to myself), so arrived Sunday, go home Tuesday, today (Monday) is the only full day.
She (and nephew) have been on a roll all "weekend." Pulling out all the stops. Here I thought maybe I'd be leaving feeling a little guilty about this likely being my last regular Christmas here with my planned move next year (unknown to them) across the country, but guess Mom just decided to confirm that getting as far away as possible is EXACTLY the right thing to do!
Some of these were directed at nephew (such as the name calling or insults - I have zero tolerance for that and will just leave if she does that to me), some were kind of her variation of the thing, but ya, it's been a "special" "holiday."
Enjoy! LOL 🤣
Wow this has to be some kind of record. The shittiest record in the BPD Bingo Holiday Olympics. We’ll be counting down the hours with you!
Yet she continues to wonder why no one wants to spend weeks with them "celebrating" the holidays. Of course I'm sure in her mind it's all someone else's fault (nephew or outside influences).
moan before taking medication made me laugh since I just witness that within the last 24 hours
My bingo card is empty because this is my first Christmas NC! It feels peaceful but in a grief-filled kind of way.
Im here with you, fellow RBB. I know NC is best, it’s the only choice for my internal safety, but I’m sad for all that might have been, had my mother been loved properly as a child. She and I both deserved better. And her birthday is Christmas Eve. I’ve been taught to feel bad for her since she received so many Christmas + birthday combo gifts as a kid and I always made sure to do both her birthday and Christmas gift separately, with different style wrapping paper to make sure it was obvious. I still have the urge to do this as a parentified child.
As a mom now, I’m sad that I can’t go back and take her, as a child, away from her awful parents and keep her safe. But it’s not my job, and besides it’s impossible.
It’s hard to accept all the complicated feelings.
Yikes. I will have a mixed drink on your behalf--safe travels home!
LOL thanks. Thankfully headed home before too long at least!