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It is so reassuring (but also very heartbreaking) to know that I'm not alone in dealing with a difficult mother. My heart breaks for you. 💔
One piece of information that I haven't mentioned in regards to my mother is that she suffers from chronic migraine headaches. While all the stuff I mentioned so far about her lifelong lazy personality and feeling that there was a void in her family after her dad died are definitely at the forefront of her issues, the headaches certainly haven't helped. Apparently the headaches started around the time that my parents got married, when my mom was in her early 30s. So basically I have only known my mom as a migraine sufferer. When I was very young, all she could do was lie in bed or on the couch in misery for days at a time. Effective migraine medications were very limited in the 1990s and 2000s. My mom probably was dealing with a migraine 2 to 3 weeks out of the month and had no remedies. It was depressing to see her like that.
The interesting thing about migraines is that they affect brain chemistry just as much as they affect physical head pain. Mood swings are very much an initial symptom of migraines and can happen days before the pain starts. So it always seemed that my mom's issues were magnified during a migraine episode. Her temper was harsher. Her anger was more intense. Her fuse was shorter. It was extremely scary for me as a young child. It felt very unpredictable and I always had nervous energy in my stomach in anticipation of what her mood might be.
My dad and I always hoped that my mom would overcome the cyclical pattern of her migraines once she hit menopause (there seemed to be a hormonal component), but so far that hasn't seemed to be the case. There has been some improvement, but these days my mom is able to take an effective migraine drug, zolmitriptan, which helps to keep her symptoms under control if she takes it right away. But of course, my mom is stubborn so she often waits to take the medication. By that point, the effectiveness isn't as good. I don't understand why she waits to take it when it clearly helps. Even she admits that it works great, but her lazy, stubborn attitude prevails. This is how I know her issues go way beyond the migraines.
Just yesterday my dad and I were reflecting with my mom about the early days of her migraines and how all she could do was suffer. My dad and I also joked a little bit about how my mom's mood swings were so intense and she chewed my ass out all the time. She was in more of a playful mood last night so we could get away with joking. My mom laughed a little and then said, "I don't think I was that bad!" Either she has no memories of how awful she could be or she just tries to block them from her mind. It is possible that she does feel some remorse, but being in denial is a coping strategy for dealing with the remorse. I just wish I knew the answer for sure.
It is interesting that you say you turn to friends and animals to fill the void of not having the mother you deserve. I can relate to this. Over the years I have latched on to other women who are more loving and supportive than my mom, whether they be aunts, friends, teachers, coworkers, church leaders, etc. Over time these women have helped give me the confidence that my own mom hasn't given me. I have also, of course, really developed a strong relationship with my dad. He has actually filled the void of my mom pretty well. He grew up with 2 younger sisters and a great mom so he has many of the loving, empathetic qualities that women tend to have. The only downside with my dad is he suffers from anxiety so his nervous energy can sometimes rub off on me and mess with my confidence. But overall, my dad is a very positive and encouraging person. As for animals, I am definitely an animal lover, but don't have a ton of experience with pets. Therefore, my animal of choice is a stuffed animal. I have stuffed dogs, cats, teddy bears, and other animals that really help me deal with my emotions. I talk to them and role-play with them, even as a young adult. For a long time I thought that was really weird, but now I'm realizing that it is a form of therapy. It gives me comfort and some closure. For example, my teddy bears can fight with each other, but they can apologize to each other afterward, unlike my mom. In addition to stuffed animals, I love surrounding myself with fun throw pillows on my bed. The pillows make me feel secure.
I wish I could be honest with my mom about how emotionally abusive she has been to me, but I know that would be a very difficult conversation. My mom does not like to be confronted. She gets very defensive. There are many bad examples of arguments she has gotten into with my her mom, sisters, and step-siblings. She can't talk things out rationally. All she can do is get defensive and attack back. She raises her voice and says very hurtful things. But she has never gotten violent. I'm so sorry that your situation with your mom has gotten violent. That's really scary.
Someday I want to write a book about my difficult relationship with my mom and other struggles I have faced throughout my life. But I'll probably have to wait until she dies. On that note, part of me doesn't think I would even be sad if my mom got some terrible illness and died or died from a heart attack or committed suicide. I think I would actually feel relieved, for her and for me. At this point I think death is the only thing that will bring my mom peace. But I know that's harsh to say. I do love her and I want her to be here on this earth with me. I just want her to be happy and I want her to be pleasant to others. When she is in her best mood, she is fun and charming and hilarious. I have occasionally seen that side of her so I know it is possible.
I completely agree with the frustration of no justice and double standards. That happens in my family a lot. My mom might be ranting about something and my dad and I just listen and put up with it. But if I start ranting about something, my mom just tells me I'm being a brat and my voice is getting too loud and I'm giving her a headache. She blames my dad and me for giving her a headache all the time. And it's also true that good deeds are often criticized. For example, I might empty the dishwasher, but if I put the dishes back in the wrong place, she yells at me for that.
It is definitely possible that empathy and narcissism are heavily shaped by one's personality and it is hard to be trained to be the opposite. That's an interesting thought.