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Being a bit player in mother's fantasy film of her life.
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<blockquote data-quote="nlj" data-source="post: 671162" data-attributes="member: 17650"><p>My brother and I had this conversation.</p><p></p><p>The myth, when my father was alive, was that he was the baddie and mother was the victim in their marriage. It occurred to both my brother and me separately, that actually it was mother who was the baddie and that she had concocted the long-suffering-little-wife routine. Mother moaned constantly about my father when he was alive, then when he died she became the grieving widow, driven to insanity by grief. She spent a year phoning my brother and me every night to tell us that she was going to kill herself. Then, she met some bloke who took notice of her, she turned into a new version of herself, the silly firting version. She stopped having anything to do with her grandchildren because they didn't fit with this new version of herself as the merry widow looking for fun with younger men. She was too young and too much fun to be with to be a granny.</p><p></p><p>My father wasn't a great parent either Pas, but if my mother hadn't been around poisoning everything maybe we could have had a more positive relationship than the one we did have.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="nlj, post: 671162, member: 17650"] My brother and I had this conversation. The myth, when my father was alive, was that he was the baddie and mother was the victim in their marriage. It occurred to both my brother and me separately, that actually it was mother who was the baddie and that she had concocted the long-suffering-little-wife routine. Mother moaned constantly about my father when he was alive, then when he died she became the grieving widow, driven to insanity by grief. She spent a year phoning my brother and me every night to tell us that she was going to kill herself. Then, she met some bloke who took notice of her, she turned into a new version of herself, the silly firting version. She stopped having anything to do with her grandchildren because they didn't fit with this new version of herself as the merry widow looking for fun with younger men. She was too young and too much fun to be with to be a granny. My father wasn't a great parent either Pas, but if my mother hadn't been around poisoning everything maybe we could have had a more positive relationship than the one we did have. [/QUOTE]
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