One of my friend's mother took any money they got from basically anything under the pretense of college savings and when they graduated their mother acted like they were crazy saying no such thing ever happened.
As much as I love my mommy dearly, she is completely fucked in the head from the brutal cycle of abuse that has plagued our family line for centuries. And just like her mother and father, grandparents, great grandparents and etcetera, she is the queen of gaslighting. Doesn't matter what it's about. The three most prominent examples are as follows:
1.) My mom is on the phone with her grown niece, Jessica, who is a known hot mess alcoholic with two baby daddies and doesn't know how to take care of her accidental sons. Anyway, I overheard her telling said niece about how much she loved her and couldn't wait to see her again soon and how excellently she was handling her problems at the moment. This in of itself wasn't unusual; my mom quietly plays favorites and Jessica was in her top shelf so to speak. I didn't really care so I went off to play with my siblings. Months later, Jessica came up during a family dinner, a rare
occurrence. To my family's surprise, my mom completely goes off about how horrible a parent Jessica is, how disgusting and putrid her soul is, all this shit that spews out of her mouth like acid. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. So I just shut my mouth and watched. And to complicate things even further, a year or so later, I asked my mom what all that was about and she said, "What are you talking about? You know I love Jessica to death. I'd never talk about her like that. She knows we all love her, regardless of her mistakes." I felt like a cartoon character, with my jaw hanging open. I was utterly blown away by the blatant lie, to her beloved and trustworthy daughter, no less.
2.) And how my ex army grandfather broke his oldest daughter's arm. I've heard this story a dozen times but apparently I'm wrong and my mom is right and I'm just imagining things. Just like I always am, right? Nah, I don't think so. And even my dad has backed me up on this one. I digress:
My grandpa, who had served in two major wars and had a double digit kill count, settled down and raised four children with his young wife, a subservient woman. She was a teenager abandoned by her addict mother, stuck with a drunkard father. She raised her two brothers—and yes I am aware how similar her life story sounds to Shameless—so I believe my grandmother really had no chance in life. After screaming at my grandmother in front of the two youngest children, including my mother, he realized that his two oldest kids were gone. My mom blurted out that they had gone out dancing. Bad move, she thought immediately. He demanded where and she said Benny's house, a boy in the second oldest kid's class.
(Obviously I've changed everyone's name and made the location as vague as possible).
So anyway he gets in his police car (he was a Sheriff) and drove to Benny's house. After pulling in the drive with lights and siren on, raising hell and crashing the party, he drags out his two oldest daughters in front of their entire class. But he wasn't done; he beat them each and pulled on them so hard he broke bones. My oldest aunt had a broken wrist and a rib, and my second oldest had a sprained wrist and pulled neck muscle (dunno what it is called). Since this was 55 or so years ago, no one did anything and it was seen as normal, if not a little much.
So after enduring this story at family reunions for decades, it came up again once while talking to my mom in her room las one night. I asked if that was why my aunts have such a hard time connecting with my now ancient and senile grandfather. "What do you mean?" she asked. "Grandpa never hurt Carolyn and Mary. They just made that story up
for attention. I was absolutely floored and disturbed. This freaked me out so much I began feeling like my memories weren't actually real and I was just hallucinating and listening to what I thought I heard instead of what was actually real. Thank you everyone for reading. I hope it made some sense.
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· 5 years ago
Parents are a little too comfortable passing off anything you might have seen them do in your childhood as just you remembering things wrong for being so young at the time.
Your family seems crazy though my dude. Even if none of that shit happened somehow, that still makes them compulsive liars.
My mother doesn't even try to pass off stuff like that she doesn't actually see how it's wrong in any way. She's talked to her friends just causally about how I'm still jumpy now when there's movement near my head from her threatening to and sometimes following up on threats to slap me up side my head.
1.) My mom is on the phone with her grown niece, Jessica, who is a known hot mess alcoholic with two baby daddies and doesn't know how to take care of her accidental sons. Anyway, I overheard her telling said niece about how much she loved her and couldn't wait to see her again soon and how excellently she was handling her problems at the moment. This in of itself wasn't unusual; my mom quietly plays favorites and Jessica was in her top shelf so to speak. I didn't really care so I went off to play with my siblings. Months later, Jessica came up during a family dinner, a rare
My grandpa, who had served in two major wars and had a double digit kill count, settled down and raised four children with his young wife, a subservient woman. She was a teenager abandoned by her addict mother, stuck with a drunkard father. She raised her two brothers—and yes I am aware how similar her life story sounds to Shameless—so I believe my grandmother really had no chance in life. After screaming at my grandmother in front of the two youngest children, including my mother, he realized that his two oldest kids were gone. My mom blurted out that they had gone out dancing. Bad move, she thought immediately. He demanded where and she said Benny's house, a boy in the second oldest kid's class.
So anyway he gets in his police car (he was a Sheriff) and drove to Benny's house. After pulling in the drive with lights and siren on, raising hell and crashing the party, he drags out his two oldest daughters in front of their entire class. But he wasn't done; he beat them each and pulled on them so hard he broke bones. My oldest aunt had a broken wrist and a rib, and my second oldest had a sprained wrist and pulled neck muscle (dunno what it is called). Since this was 55 or so years ago, no one did anything and it was seen as normal, if not a little much.
So after enduring this story at family reunions for decades, it came up again once while talking to my mom in her room las one night. I asked if that was why my aunts have such a hard time connecting with my now ancient and senile grandfather. "What do you mean?" she asked. "Grandpa never hurt Carolyn and Mary. They just made that story up
Your family seems crazy though my dude. Even if none of that shit happened somehow, that still makes them compulsive liars.