Well boy howdy... Anyone who has read my blog, knows that things with my mother can sometimes be complicated.. So.. let me give you the recipe for the tornado that happened Sunday.
1 part bipolar mother off of her meds for 3 weeks
1 part daddy who has been terribly sick and still feels bad
1 part daughter who had a terrible week
1 part granddaughter who expressed her opinion
3parts watching bipolar mother be hateful and ugly to sick daddy
When you least expect it, bipolar mother is hateful and ugly to the tired daughter over granddaughter (who happens to be MY daughter). Daughter (me) tries to leave when the wind picks up. And as is the way with tornadoes......
I literally felt like I was watching myself explain to my mother in no uncertain terms that I wasn't doing it the same way we had before, and that I wasn't going to stand by and watch her be mean to my Daddy ever again, or listen to 40 years of done me wrong, and really I don't remember everything I said other than the magic words in my family that signal that things are really bad....
I AM DONE!!!!!!!
You could have heard a pin drop. I am so sorry that I upset Daddy, but I am not sorry for what I said. I wasn't disrespectful, but I meant it. I guess everyone realized I meant it. My Mother came to my house and apologized. I had cried all the way home, but was in better shape by the time Mother got to my house. I love my folks. I truly do, but I refuse to do the bipolar spiral the same way again.
Wish me luck.. Oh.. and The Man was really proud of me...
AND... as a side note, I got the TPR in court today that the little girl really needed.