This is tearing me up.
A few years ago I went to visit my parents, who are elderly. I wanted to help them out a little at home. My dad died last year. Anyway, during the visit, my mother told me to “get out of my house” because I asked her if it was okay if I could wash my sweater.
I drove across the country to see them at this time, and this is essentially what happened.
I’m having a terrible struggle trying to forgive her, but it’s difficult to speak to her even on the phone. She’s since told me again, to get out of her house, once again, then later started talking to me about when I’ll next visit her.
I have trouble even holding a phone conversation with her. I have to constantly be on my guard because she’s always looking for a way to get at me.
How do you deal with being disinherited when you’re 58 years old and don’t have much yourself?
I’ve been to confession and spoke with my therapist numerous times about this. I hurt so bad being told to get out of the house just because of the sweater.
Any constructive comments are welcome, especially those made out of love.
I am hurt to the core.
Thanks for listening.