I think we are both aware by now that I only call you “mother” when I am being either extremely formal or I am displeased. You are not Mom or Mommy or any of the fun nick-names we call you, right now to me, you are “Mother” and my dear Mother you and I need to have what many call a “Come to Jesus” moment.
This is the 2nd time within a year where you put yourself in the hospital and the 2nd time within a year where you almost died. Bringing your total to 4 times in my life where you decided you needed attention and sympathy more than your children and family. Yet, you claim that WE don’t love YOU! You pick on my older siblings especially M. You target her and say she did things that she never has. You have grown mean and angry and bitter and non of us know why. We have all asked you to see a doctor, a therapist or someone to figure out what is going on as something isn’t right.
You NEVER call us, we always call you, you NEVER check in on us, we check in on you and Father. Father is angry at us now. He thinks we are being mean and want to hurt you, he thinks we are making you sick because that is what you tell him. Father thinks by giving you your way all the time you’ll be happy and healthy and Father is allowing you to be sick. Father and you don’t understand the severity of your situation and that your own choices and him enabling you will end up with your death. Father found you in a coma next to the bed, you are lucky to be alive. You need to understand how lucky you actually were!
I am angry Mother, I am so, so, so very angry that you with how open and loving and close our family is are choosing destructive paths and being deceitful to us. You know your children have all been to therapy, you know we have friends who suffer from extreme depression and anxiety and you know your children have had their own difficult times as well. Not just depression but divorces, cancer, deaths, heartaches and we have all faced them and marched on. We obviously don’t get this trait from you, you are not pioneer stock, you are not a survivor, you are not resilient and you enjoy being the victim.
Mother your life hasn’t been difficult, your children have loved you, your husband has loved you and your own mother while she isn’t the cuddliest has always loved you. Why do you claim that you are a victim of everything when the rest of us refuse, why do you always bring up the bad and rehash the old sorrows again and again and again. WHY?!!!
A parent should not ever try to make their children feel unworthy or unloved. You have always but yourself first making us think your illness were our faults. For once your youngest daughter is putting herself first and her own child 1st.
I want to enjoy what time we have left with you but I can’t. The last time I spent time with you I cried, I was so disappointed and stressed out that I started bawling and Father yelled at me because how dare I upset YOU although you were the reason I was bawling my eyes out. I ended up in the hospital the next day, I thought there was something wrong with me or the baby and had to be monitored for hours. You didn’t care because you were still upset with me.
My siblings and friends have been the moms and dads I’ve needed over the last 7 months. You can’t blame your anxiety or depression, this is about this isn’t about you having something wrong with you, it’s about you not wanting to be or not knowing how to be healthy. It’s about you being manipulative and abusive and how although we have all loved you and we have all made enormous sacrifices for you that you do not do the same for us. It’s about me and my siblings finally coming together and being more important to each other, us raising each other up and putting an end to the negative you have caused between us. My siblings and I are through with the issues and while we do love you and Father we are stepping back until you accept help. Actually accept help, not say you will and toss us out when we disagree with you.
Love your youngest daughter.