I have been out of contact with my mother for many years, but just recently regained contact with my aunt.
While this certainly does not surprise me to hear, it does actually disappoint me.
I guess I've been feeling like I was too hard on my mother to feel like I could blame ALL of my current life troubles on her crappy parenting.
Maybe, I even begun to think she was changing.
I guess when I look at myself and I see the struggles in my life and then I think of how I'm struggling to change things, both with therapy and through friends. When I think about the time and money going into therapy, the compulsions that are a part of my life that grew from childhood negligence, I get really annoyed.
From what my aunt said, my mother feels like the victim for everything that happened with us in the past. She still blames others, my aunt included, for things that go wrong in her day-to-day life.
And I wonder, how could I have been raised by this monstrous woman and somehow find a way to try to begin healing my life, while she still wallows in bitterness and hate? I think, "I'm really not that strong. Why am I not more like her?" Though I hope and am glad that I'm not.
(Part of me vigilantly hates being compared to her in any way and has very meanly looked at T whenever she has done this.)
I know it's futile to feel any disappointment for her. I guess I'm still stuck in parenting-her mode. I still can't quite understand how, when I tried really hard to take care of her and be a good parent to her as she expected me to be, my mother just did not turn out the way I had hoped. It disappoints me still, that I couldn't help her somehow. That I couldn't get her into therapy, or show her how to be a better mom. I couldn't make her listen to me. I tried, but she was just stronger than me.
And I'm disappointed in myself, that she still affects me. I guess I really am not strong at all.