Thanks HIA, that was certainly worth the wait.
That's my mum in a nut shell. Thank you for pointing out the fear factor. It helps me understand her a bit more, which means I can be compassionate through this, even while I stand my ground. And I have to stand my ground. If I keep letting this happen she won't hit rock bottom hard enough to get help (mine was discovering that burying my shit started causing me seizures. How's that for a catalyst and coping mechanism. The brain is so fascinating!). I don't want to be her catalyst but if I'm prepared to get my brother locked away (which is the point that has gotten to, I just have to give the police the new info I received last night), I should be prepared to tell mum I need some space.
I've been considering writing her a letter, since she doesn't want to speak to me. I'm considering telling her I need the space, that I understand and love her and that I will be there for her in times of need and maybe something about her gaining some independence. I don't like the tension of not speaking to her. I can't get sucked in to being her booster seat again.
