More harassment from my mother. I’m sharing, because this scares me to death.
How do you figure that someone who showed no interest in you or the other girls in over 30 years truly cares about you. The man is dying and now maybe he realizes what he has done. I don’t know what has happened to you but you better get your shit together before it’s too late for you and your family. Casey, you are on a road of self destruction. You can’t even go to work to try to help your husband and girls. I hope some day they don’t resent you for all of the bad things you are doing. Maybe they don’t realize it now but someday they will or they will be told. You clearly are not being a good Mother to them. As for Gail go ahead and believe the lies she tells you. When all is said and done I will tell you everything and it will not be pretty. I have tried to spare all of you however you choose to believe someone who was never in the picture when everything occurred. I love you and your family but you are destroying what the word family means. You are also destroying yourself whether you know it or not. Other people see it and clearly someone does need to help you if you would take it. You are making a huge mistake in the things you are doing.
The Sprightly Writer 
it sounds like she is trying to project her own unresolved issues onto you. stay clear and do not respond in any way, would be my advice.
I reported her to facebook. and i’m going to talk to the local PD tonight. She could actually lie to child services and have me investigated for ‘abandoning’ my kids while I go see my dad. But my husband will be home with them.
What a toxic person your mother is. Very difficult for you. You seem like a great mother BTW.
Thank you, Ellen.
I did talk to the local PD. They can’t do anything at this point, but, at least he did reassure me that at this point there is really no harm she could do even she called child services. They’d come out, check things over, then drop it. It has been two months since my kids have even seen her. She could fabricate things, but, it won’t hold up. So…well…we’ll see.
My Mom has never met my daughter and if I have my way she won’t.
Hang In there.
I really wish I had the strength to do that.
I thought she’d be different now that he was dying.
I thought maybe since she hadn’t bothered me in so long…everything was okay and this was not a big deal to tell her I was going out…because she’d probably be upset that I didn’t tell her (can’t ever win either way).
My life has nearly been destroyed by these people (mother and sisters) and i didn’t do anything wrong, other than try to include them in my life.
You need to make sure that you keep any voice mails, print out ANY emails or facebook postings by by her or you sisters. They can be used as evidence as harrasement to get an order of protection if need be.
I will. Thanks, mom Gail. Fortunately, no voicemails.
Casey, I’m so sorry your communication with your Mum and sisters is painful and hurtful. Sometimes I think of the thing we all have inside which wants to hurt others as a terrified little creature. The Bible calls it the Devil or Satan. At Landmark, we call it the It. Your mother’s little creature is engaged right now. It’s also not who she really is, any more than the little creature in me is who I really am. What the little creature wants above all is to engage the little creature in you, to call it forth. It’s important to disengage from it. Not to get hooked.
You have an opportunity now to be a mighty leader for your family. It’s the opportunity to represent your family at your Dad’s bedside, to be there for all of you. At some time in the future, your Mum and sisters may be grateful you were there for them. Or they may not. It doesn’t matter; what matters is that you honour your commitment to your father. What it means to be a leader is being a leader in the face of no agreement that one is a leader, whether it is the no-agreement of others or the no-agreement of ourselves. xx
Thank you, Narelle.
The It. It makes me think of Stephen King’s It, lol.
I got hooked. I was crying until about 1:30 in the morning. Not just because of what she said, this time…but because I needed to grieve what never was, and what never will be. I’ll never have the loving, supportive relationship of my biological mother or my siblings.
I know my journey has been an arduous one, perhaps no harder than anyone else’s, but I get knocked down by these things. I rise up again for the next challenge. But sometimes I think it’s very unfair. I don’t need my family to support me, but I do want them to stay out of my way while I honor the call of my soul.
“It’s the opportunity to represent your family at your Dad’s bedside, to be there for all of you. ”
Yes, that thought crossed my mind, too.
“I’ll never have the loving, supportive relationship of my biological mother or my siblings.” Nah, it ain’t over till it’s over x
Actually, I meant because I’m not interested in trying anymore.
PS. I think of Cousin It, from the Addams Family 🙂
Well, that’s cuter than the version I was thinking of.