Although I raised my two eldest children with love & respect, they only became verbally & emotionally abusive towards me when my extremely narcissistic mother decided to become more “active” in recruiting them as her allies. I could have never imagined my kids as behaving that way towards me as children & teens, it was only when they became adults that my mother’s influence on them ramped up, after I’d been permanently disabled by a bad car accident. My mother & adult kids seemed to greatly resent my sudden inability to answer their every beck & call as an intractable pain patient with some disabilities. My mother had began treating them as her “allies”. The situations became almost beyond belief for those who’d never heard of or dealt with such behavior before themselves.
I tried not to discuss it, except for with my great therapist, who’d heard my eldest child shrieking at me in a frightening manner, when I called her from his office one time.
He gently explained that my eldest child was no longer safe for me or my youngest child to be around, as she often made up unbelievable stories about me, attempting to make anyone who knew me believe that I was crazy, a drug addict, a monster, or other outrageous lies. She even posted a story on my facebook page depicting me as the most dishonest, abusive, & crazy person ever.
Fortunately I’d known most of my friends for many years, & most expressed having felt very bad for me, knowing that she was “unstrung” for lack of a better word. After she tried to hit me, screaming obscenities in my
face, as my mother sat by, pretending she didn’t see or hear it. My grandchildren, twins, were almost three at the time, & they became hysterical, sobbing uncontrollably & clinging to me as she ramped up her crazed screaming, ranting, & attempts to attack me.
Anyone who didn’t know me might have believed it, yet my daughters friends consoled me about her behavior, making me wonder if they’d already seen her “bad side” for themselves. All of her friends who were around at that time cut ties with her, as she’d began bullying anyone who didn’t bend to her constant demands & crazy accusations.
Its still hard to believe that my children, who I loved & cared about so deeply could have ever turned on me (& their much younger half-sibling), for reasons that defy any understanding or sanity. I’ll always love & miss them, as the people they’d once been, but they did all they could to break me. It finally broke me down when they started seriously verbally abusing their three year old sister for no reason except to hurt me, & both of us.