This time I'm referring to my own mother. I love her because she is my mother but OMG she is driving me crazy lately. She lives 3 hours away (her choice) and complains that we don't visit while complaining about COVID and being safe. For a while she kept posting stuff on my fb wall and when I asked her to please stop and just privately message me if she wanted to share something she said, "I'm just being a mom". I went ahead and changed my fb settings too so she couldn't do it. The other day I shared a "funny" meme and she is the type to ruin it and did and is still commenting on it days later to the point I'm ready to remove the entire post.
The meme said "My son can configure this whole elaborate video gaming set up in his room but needs help to make his own toast. Seems legit." I found it funny b/c my son is bright but can act so helpless. Honestly though he has been learning to cook more because he is tired of eating air fryer/microwave food when I'm at work. He is sufficient enough that he can stay home while I'm at work and I'm not worried.
Anyways, my mom starts commenting about how I shouldn't do these things for him and how she used to make us cook a meal once a week to learn at his age. Which is something she did but then she adds in the little dig she has been adding on for YEARS (like 26 years now) that I always went with hamburger helper b/c I was lazy. I pointed out that at my son's age (13) I still lived with my dad and I was 16 when she started the meal stuff. I responded in a jokingly, light hearted way b/c I know she is fragile but I wanted her to know AGAIN like I tell her EVERY time she brings this up that I LOVE HAMBURGER HELPER and I didn't choose it b/c I was lazy. I made it b/c she never would/did b/c she didn't like it. Then my uncle (on my dad's side) commented that he loves hamburger helper too (seemed pretty innocent to me) but somehow all this triggered my mom into comment after comment about what she fed us and how she fed us and how if we didn't eat it was b/c we decided not to! How everyone loved her food and blah blah blah. My older brother also jokingly said something about food options and we both acknowledged that the food options at MY DAD's house were limited. Usually my mom will take any opportunity to bash my dad (wasn't our intent but facts). Even that didn't change her tone. She was in total defense/insecurity mode about feeding us and kept going.
Now she is commenting on it about what she is having for dinner and how great it was! WTH!?!? I think I'm just going to have to take it down b/c she took something funny and went all crazy GUBM on it!
It doesn't stop there folks! She calls me last night still going on about this freaking post/food. I think she had been drinking b/c of her voice and emotions. She was like, "I don't know why your Uncle had to jump in with his 2 cents on the post and be like that. You did to live with me when you were that age. I remember so and so picking you up and taking you to school". I tried to nicely tell her that she was way over thinking my uncles comment and everyone elses comments and taking something that was supposed to be funny way to seriously but she just kept talking over me :/ Wow, she is creating her own history now. I know for a FACT that I didn't move in with her until I was 16 b/c I didn't want to live with her. I only moved then b/c my brother had moved out to college and I had my own room there (before I shared with her) and it was a closer drive to the private school she insisted my dad enroll me in. Prior to that I carpooled with the 2 other girls in my small town that also went to the private school. One of them had a dad who worked at the post office near the school so my dad would take me there in the morning and he would take us the rest of the way. She wonders why I don't want to answer the phone when she calls! She is toxic to my mental health. My brother and I texted about it and he was like yeah she needs therapy and now I do too! LOL! Sad but true.
She reminds me so much of all the toxic/controlling/personality disordered BMs we all deal with here. I love her but I can't handle her behavior. Good thing she lives 3 hours away!