FleaOfTheChill wrote:
My mother made me unhappy today. That woman, I swear. One of my daughters is having a rough go lately and hasn't been calling my mom like she normally does. She's going on hide mode because she's spending every bit of energy she has right now just maintaining. I know my parents are worried, so I texted my dad last night to assure him that while she isn't okay, it isn't something they need to stress...that she just needs space and her being distant just means she knows they love her enough to not hate her for it...she feels safe with them. I told him that they shouldn't take it personal and that it will be okay. My mother's response to this was to leave a nasty voicemail on my daughter's phone today chewing her out for treating them like sh*t...thinking she can just ignore them and hurt them like it's fine. Ugh. My mother has this ability to take everything and turn it around to an attack on herself, even someone's need for space and rest. Outstanding.
I feel your pain. My daughter flew to UK on holiday and came back, a couple of weeks ago. My mother hadn't heard from me the whole time my daughter was gone, and neither of us rang her to say she got back safely. I mean, it's not like front page news or anything. My mother finally rang my daughter and told her off. Then my mum told my daughter she thought my daughter had possibly been killed in UK or she was still there in hospital because of a medical emergency, and that I had neglected to tell her about it because a) I forgot, or b) I didn't want to upset her with news that her granddaughter was dead or on life support.
Cuz yeah, that's how I roll apparently?
My daughter asked why I would fail to tell her something so important and she said it's because I had an angry look on my face the last time I saw her for five minutes. My daughter and I both forgot we had even seen her, the time she mentioned. It was my resting bitchhh face apparently. I guess she doesn't know it well enough after a lifetime of raising me?
She still hasn't called me directly to make double-sure her granddaughter isn't dead, and it wasn't an imposter on the phone or my daughter answering from a UK hospital bed and pretending not to be on a ventilator.
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