For 30 years I believed something was severely wrong with me. I spent my
life chasing my mum’s approval and love, pushing myself until I
completely burned out. This year everything collapsed, and I realised
that the reason I’ve been so miserable for ...
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For 30 years I believed something was severely wrong with me. I spent my
life chasing my mum’s approval and love, pushing myself until I
completely burned out. This year everything collapsed, and I realised
that the reason I’ve been so miserable for so long is because my mum has
abused me for most of my life. She made me believe, in the cruellest
ways, that I wasn’t worthy of love or of life at all.Whenever things got
slightly tough for me, she would walk away from her role as a mum,
sometimes even saying it out loud, showing no empathy, never checking
in, and never apologising. Earlier this year things came to a breaking
point for me, and honestly, I don’t understand how I couldn’t see this
earlier?During a visit, which turned into an absolute nightmare, she
became very aggressive and abusive toward me at the dinner table. Other
people were there, and for no real reason, in my opinion, she started
screaming at me the moment I sat down. Her reason was that I had held
the map too long at a zoo we visited. There was only one map, but no one
had asked for it, and I had even asked if anyone else wanted it. Her
anger escalated so quickly, from the map to saying the cruellest things,
that I was left in shock. When I started crying and shaking from fear,
she seemed to get a thrill out of it. She even mocked me by imitating
the sound of my crying...My husband stepped in to intervene, but she
couldn’t understand that she had done anything wrong... the whole
experience was a nightmare.The next day she deleted me from all social
media, packed her things, and left, just like that. I thought I was
going to die of a broken heart. That was the moment I finally saw the
truth. This had happened before, many times. She has no empathy, no
sense of responsibility, and truly sees me as the devil. She even told
others in my family that I couldn’t be trusted, saying she had travelled
so far to visit me and that this was how I treated her. She has never
apologised or acknowledged the pain she caused and spent months sending
me hate-filled messages, which I eventually stopped reading.Since then I
have gone no contact for now and started therapy. I had to stop working
for a while because I was barely sleeping, but therapy is helping a lot
and I am finally sleeping again. I feel emotionally drained, exhausted,
and lost. I’m trying to rediscover who I am, one small step at a time,
but I’m heartbroken that my mum won’t apologise or even try to repair
our relationship.It’s hard, especially since my dad passed away when I
was young, and it often feels like I’m on my own. I do have a supportive
husband, and I’m safe now. I was recently diagnosed with C-PTSD and am
slowly finding my way back to myself.. Has anyone else been through
something like this and would like to briefly share their story? I feel
so alone in this sometimes. People mean well, but unless they have
experienced it, they just don’t seem to understand. My husband has seen
her behaviour first-hand, so he understands some of it, but it is still
hard for others to truly relate.