Discussion about this post

User's avatar
Chantelle Ivanski, PhD's avatar

I so appreciated this article and the nuance you were able to create. The description of boundaries as rumble strips on the highway felt like such a good analogy. Thank you for sharing!

Nancy Low's avatar

I chose contact with my narcissistic mother. I did it for my children, so they would have two sets of grandparents. I dreaded each & every visit (2-3 days since they lived over 4 hours away) that came 2-3 times a year. My body suffered from anxiety, depression & dread before, during & after each visit. I became a gray rock, my mother managed to batter the rock with digs & insults. I hoped she would have better relationships with her only grandchildren. She favored one child over the other & it was obvious. I knew that she would never change. She was never wrong & made sure you knew it. She was incapable of true empathy. Do I regret my decision now that she’s been gone 6 plus years? No, even though I paid a price. She was my mother & I knew she did the best she could. Did I like or respect her. No. Do I miss her? No. But I learned how I wanted to be as a mother & I’m thankful for the example I knew not to follow.

So your post makes a lot of sense. I have mixed feelings about people who choose estrangement. I truly understand why they choose that route. I could have done it easily, but the repercussions would’ve been earthquaking. I have to commend them for their bravery & self compassion. And honestly, I’m envious. My road was filled with huge potholes - it was a bumpy ride. Luckily, I had pretty good shock absorbers in my husband & kids. And I have great relationships with my now grown kids & grandkids. So in the end, I win.

2 more comments...

No posts

Ready for more?