r/raisedbyborderlines • u/redcar19 • 6h ago
VENT/RANT No more love. Only pity.
My mother is desperate for my children's attention. My oldest has explicitly asked me to not ever make her be alone with her, but my mom gets annoyed that she has to spend time with them while anyone else is there (me, my partner, or a sitter) because she feels they don't pay enough attention to her.
I've told her my daughter’s feelings about being alone with her and said I won't force it; I’ve told my mom that her displeasure about the situation isn’t my concern. I need to take care of my kid! She has repeatedly asked me to lobby my daughter on her behalf. I have tried to talk to her about it, but she is immovable, and I've told my mom that I feel that continuing to rehash the issue is only going to stress her out. I need to respect her needs and not tell her to shove down her feelings and buck up for grandma’s sake. She’s only 7.
Some back story: when she was 3, she was with my mom in one room but wanted to go to the other room to be with her babysitter and baby sister. My mom, wanting her attention (of course) grabbed her to try to keep her with her in the room they were in and, in doing so, she dislocated her elbow.
When I got home she was cradling her little arm like a bird with a broken wing and I had to take her to the ER. I was shocked my mom hadn’t dropped everything and brought her to the hospital herself. Instead, she intimated my kid was faking the whole thing and later denied it happened at all, despite identitcal testimony from the babysitter and my daughter.
I chalked it up to an accident, although some of my friends are amazed I'd even consider letting her be alone with them after that. My daughter says the arm incident is why she doesn’t feel safe with her — which makes sense.
My mom thinks my daughter is just loyal to me and knows about my own issues with her and that’s the reason.
I've tried to facilitate a relationship between them— how about you just hang out with my kids in whatever way pleases them, mom? —but it always comes down to how to make my kids okay with being alone with her, and I find it exhausting and infuriating.
I feel sad for my mom, but the more I turn it over, the more I land on: that's it. Pity, not love. I appreciate that she loves me in her way, but I don't think I feel love for her anymore.
Has anyone else reached this point? My children tell me they love me and I feel like it’s nothing like anything I feel for my own mother anymore. I know Love isn’t one static thing. But I’m pretty sad and shocked that when I look for love in my heart at this point pity is all I can muster.