First off I'm so sorry about your mom! (((survivedhell)))

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear survivedhell, I also have a N sister and my mother doesn't believe what I tell her. I think it is wonderful that your mom told you how much she loved and appreciated you and that she finally realized what your sister really was. Sorry about your loss but no one can take your mothers'words away from you unless you let them.  good luck   .puppy180

 

Oh my goodness, I really, really understand how you are feeling.  Just stay true to yourself. 

Laughing, in my situation it was my mother that was an NP, or to use my counselor's word, she was crazy.

My NPm lived in Europe, I live in the USA, but she had the USPostOffice to help her make my life miserable. At age 61, I was diagnozed with stage 3 lung and lymph node cancer. Had 2% chance to survive for 5 years. I let her know about it after my treatments and having half my lung removed. She wrote back, that she is so much worst off, she has suffered so much more, will never get better, she had gall stones, it was terrible, how she suffered. If by chance I survive for 5 years, it's because I'm her daughter, I have inherited my tenacity from her. She is the one with strenght, with a drive to live, she told me I was just like her. Now my father, she told me was an abuser, how he hated me, called me vile names. The poor guy was dead for 7 years by then, she still couldn't leave him alone, even after I told her I'll go NC if she continues to write about him. As to me being just like her, I'd slit my wrist if I was....

She is dead for a number of years, after I went NC with her. I cried with relief when she died. What a wonderful life if you don't have a crazy NPmother!

Over 9 years after my cancer, I'm still alive and kicking. Never have I complained about my "suffering" with cancer. In fact, I can't stand the word "suffering". Sorry, I ramble. Dolly

I, too, have an N sister. She tells everyone that she's the only one in the family that would help take care of our mother before she died. Yep, she took care of her, allright. Whenever she ran errands for our mother, she asked for money for gas and if she picked up anything for her, she always made mother reimburse her. Who does that to their dying mother?

 

We were talking on the phone a couple of weeks after mother passed away and she said that she was so depressed. I said that I totally understood and felt the same way. She immediately started screaming into the phone saying " How can you possibly understand how I feel? MY mother just died and she was MY best friend! How can you say you understand how I feel?"

 

Needless to say, I was speechless for a few moments as she continued to sob into the phone. Then I said "WHAT did you just say? She was my mother, too! Did you forget who you're talking to?" Then I hung up the phone and immediately called my brother to tell him what she said. He sort of laughed and then said "Did you forget who YOU were talking to?" I said "Oh, yeah, you have a point!"