*hugs* I have one of those moms just not as bad. My mom had times where she cut her arm then called a friend to take her in. She also would use us for attention and depending on who she is talking to she either acts like my son is the most brilliant child in the world or talk about just because he has autism he can not do this or that and can not learn this or that. It is all for attention and sympathy for herself. I am the one who had found her at least two of her suicide moments the one where she cut her arm and the one where I called her up and she passed out due to many pills. That time she ended up in a coma, but survived. She is kept at a big pull length and I never tell Josiah when she is coming over because she almost always pulls out the last min with some kind of excuse. Does not matter if we go out of our way to help her see him (she has no car so my husband will go to pick her up and then she spends the night and we provide food and he brings her back). She has less "pain" complaints when off pain pills, but would rather take them and complain about the pain. Don't even mention you do not feel well when pregnant or that your back hurts because she will up you with her problems. Have an issue or pain she has something more. Stub your toe, she did too.
opps forgot to click the notify me if reply- one thing I hate about blogger.
Something good came of it all. You and I both learned how *not* to parent our children.
I had a mother-in-law who was a bit like your mother. This will sound odd but thanks for reminding me. I made a vow long ago that I would one day dance on her grave, and I haven't done it yet. Today is a nice day for a drive in the country...This struck a chord in me that no other commentary on the topic has done. Thanks.
There's no grave for me to dance on. Well, not that I know of. I know where her ashes were originally buried but one of my brothers dug her up years ago. Last I heard he had given the cremains to the other brother. I always imagined that they had built a shrine. *eyeroll*
My mother has her own set of issues, but thankfully, neither I nor my brother were used in them. But the mother of my Brett's best friend is a mother just like you describe. I pity my son's best friend, I really do. They've been best friends for 14 years and now she's decided that they're gay and tells her son that she loves him no matter what. I don't know where she comes up with the things she does, but it's all designed to bring attention to HER. I hate her. I don't like to admit it, but I do. The grief she's caused my own family all these years is inexcusable and I literally get sharp pains in my head whenever I think about her too long. Someone that afflicted will never reap peace or joy, nor bring it to those closest to them. It's horrible that you had to live with that, and as wrong as it may be, I'm glad she isn't around to harm you further. I guess what we're talking about is Munchausen's and Munchausen's by Proxy. In the case of Kelli, I hope she will one day reap what she's down, and the rest of the world realizes their mistake.
*sown --stupid auto correct
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