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“My world's most beautiful daughter”, said father.After cancer treatment.*beep*“Can't live without you in old-age home" - Mom.“Papa let's go, mom's calling”Photos don't speak, my dear.Police - “It was a suicide, my lord”“liars" murmured constable.“Blacky" teased students.*After 10 years*“Hello Ma'am” said the same.“I love my country, this is for god"— Pakistani bomber.“It was fault of hormones"— Written in gay's suicide letter.“Let's Marry again"“But today's already 60th year" said grandma.“It's 35 now, when you'll marry??”“After you, dad", said daughter.“6th time, I defeated you…. \( ö )/"“My intelligent brother” said sister.“Birthday gift” shouted son.“What about money??”, silently asked wife.“I can become writer easily”*After using Quora"“Joking dude” (〒_〒)Regards,The liquid Ice.

Oh I have been livid with my mom- in-law. She is a horrible person but I always held my tongue. My father- in- law was an exceptional man. Just the kind of person you always want to be around. My mil the exact opposite.She just never had the love mechanism. In fact in the 35 years my husband and I have been married she has never once said i love you to her son, or grandchildren. The words never pass her lips. If the children said I love you grandma she says that's nice. She also points out all their flaws including sons grandchildren daughters in law .At our nieces engagement announcement BBQ my mil put her arm around my beautiful sweet neice & pinched her side saying you better lose the little extra chubby you have or he wont stay with you. Firstly my neice is beautiful girl who is not fat. She is strong as she is a nurse in ER trauma specialty. So she cannot be a size 2 frail little thing. No she is a size 8 hardly a tubby. Not that that is the issue i mean who says that..My daughter's both very big in sports in high school .The oldest in true first born fashion had no time for boys. She was busy making all state twice, lettering in 2 sports, taking 4 years of Latin and AP Bio, & English National Honor's Society so to be honest she had no time to do much else. We never pushed her she pushed herself. Do you know what my mil said about her granddaughter she said she is probably gay. That's what she was concerned with.Her father & I love her even if she was gay but she wasn't she just said that out loud so every one could hear. She wanted our daughter to hear. Our daughter was mortified .Got tons more crazy stories about this crazy women but you get the idea.Why you may ask would I put up with her crap well first we loved my fil to much to make his life any harder. And second she was still my husbands mother. I figured if he has had to put up with a mother who never once said she loved him or was proud of him or encouraged him the least I could do was be supportive and not add to the drama.

I have. And it wasn't for the first time. Though it was definitely the last.You see, my mother was a narcissist, and my father, her enabler.This I didn't know at the time. I had a childhood full of physical, mental, and emotional abuse. I was also the family scapegoat.Even into adulthood, I still, as I had throughout my childhood, chased the parents I wanted but would never have. I wanted their love and approval. I wanted them to be proud of me. Even to have some respect from them. It was never to be.The last time I saw her, was when I made the mistake of disagreeing with her, and giving my opinion (bearing in mind I was 32!). As I expected, her punishment was to cut me out of her life. My Father, as he always did, stood by her, and cut me out too.My Grandmother died, and they still wouldn't speak to me. I got married, and invited them - they snubbed me. I gave birth to my beautiful daughter - they weren't interested (just as when my son was born, they had cut me off then too).As before, I shed many tears, and had to kind of ‘mourn’ them.I carried on with my life with my lovely husband and children, and carried on my studies to become a counsellor.About 3 years later, when I had moved far away, my mother decided she was ready to speak to me again, and summoned me through my brother (she would usually use my father to send the messages).Now, at this time, I was going through some personal therapy, which was a requirement for me to become qualified as a counsellor. Inevitably, I worked through my childhood trauma with my counsellor (there was a lot), who pointed out that it sounded like my mother may have been a narcissist.I went away to do some research, and that is where the light bulbs started switching on. My mother had all the classic traits.Along with my research, I also requested my records from Social Services, from the time she was arrested for assaulting me, and I was taken away. I read everything, and saw diagrams of my injuries. (my mother and father never forgot this, and always blamed me for ‘getting my mother arrested’).With everything together, I understood that there was no going back. I would never ever put myself in a position where she had power over me again.I ignored her latest request. I ignored her phone call. I ignored her letter (which made me laugh out loud, because it contained nothing even close to an apology, just rambling about it being everyone else's fault). Finally, she contacted my husband through his business. With my permission, he told her in no uncertain terms, that she wasn't welcome in our family.This was about 5 years or so ago.She stopped trying, and the last I heard, I was a bitch again!I have heard from various family members, and people that know of her, that she hasn't changed at all. In fact, it seems she's getting worse.I have concentrated on my healing, and on my wonderful family.I am so glad she cut me off that last time. She cut me free.