Diana-M
Beloved Grand Eagle
Hello, everyone!
The plot thickens. My struggle with my narcissistic sister continues. (Probably my number one cause of my TMS). I have not officially cut her off. Although I’m so close and was just starting to feel some major physical and emotional relief with that decision. When, she texts me yesterday that she is so excited to be soon hosting my son at her vacation home in Arizona. He is currently on business in Arizona.
I can’t stand her lack of boundaries. It makes me crazy to think of her prying into my business over a bottle of wine with my son. I have deliberately kept her out of my business over the past few years. I also haven’t shared my business with my son. Yet still, he can describe my physical condition to her. She gloats over any weakness I have.
I am thoroughly miserable with this turn of events. And very rage-filled. I journaled an hour last night mostly on this topic. I feel anger in Biblical proportions toward my sister. Some of it is very old, just now surfacing. Some of it is more recent, from the onset of my current systems 4 years ago. The most maddening part is how she is portrayed as so gracious and loving to those around me —my kids and daughters in law. It is designed to make me feel rotten for cutting her off. I have read this is standard operating procedure with narcissists.
To top it off, she is expecting her first grandchild any day and can’t wait to receive all sorts of attention from me about it. She has so hinted. Though I have four grandchildren she has never asked about. Yes! I am trite and bitter! The sad thing is, I actually felt we used to be close. I love her. And I’m confused about her. (Do I love her?) I actually feel guilty cutting her off.
I made up this saying years and years ago when I had to leave my very abusive first husband. It was escalating into violence. I was being gaslighted. I was young and confused. He charmed everyone into thinking I was crazy. But somehow, I managed my way to get my three kids and I out of there alive. The saying I made up was: “Don’t kill yourself, just drive away.” Meaning— if you are so trapped that you actually feel suicidal (even figuratively), then drive away. Get out. Cut ties. Call it. Do whatever you have to do to live.
At the time, I was in a very strict religion that is somewhat considered a cult. It reinforced staying married at all costs. I had also never worked outside the home. I was very trapped in all sorts of ways. I definitely felt direly depressed. I wondered if even God would punish me for leaving. Or if he even cared.
In some ways, my current TMS reminds me of this entire time in my life. I might need to “drive away” from my sister. This TMS is suicide. And I’m really getting low over all of this.
I agree with the advice here by @Baseball65 — Look to your family for the cause of your TMS. Look hard.
The plot thickens. My struggle with my narcissistic sister continues. (Probably my number one cause of my TMS). I have not officially cut her off. Although I’m so close and was just starting to feel some major physical and emotional relief with that decision. When, she texts me yesterday that she is so excited to be soon hosting my son at her vacation home in Arizona. He is currently on business in Arizona.
I can’t stand her lack of boundaries. It makes me crazy to think of her prying into my business over a bottle of wine with my son. I have deliberately kept her out of my business over the past few years. I also haven’t shared my business with my son. Yet still, he can describe my physical condition to her. She gloats over any weakness I have.
I am thoroughly miserable with this turn of events. And very rage-filled. I journaled an hour last night mostly on this topic. I feel anger in Biblical proportions toward my sister. Some of it is very old, just now surfacing. Some of it is more recent, from the onset of my current systems 4 years ago. The most maddening part is how she is portrayed as so gracious and loving to those around me —my kids and daughters in law. It is designed to make me feel rotten for cutting her off. I have read this is standard operating procedure with narcissists.
To top it off, she is expecting her first grandchild any day and can’t wait to receive all sorts of attention from me about it. She has so hinted. Though I have four grandchildren she has never asked about. Yes! I am trite and bitter! The sad thing is, I actually felt we used to be close. I love her. And I’m confused about her. (Do I love her?) I actually feel guilty cutting her off.
I made up this saying years and years ago when I had to leave my very abusive first husband. It was escalating into violence. I was being gaslighted. I was young and confused. He charmed everyone into thinking I was crazy. But somehow, I managed my way to get my three kids and I out of there alive. The saying I made up was: “Don’t kill yourself, just drive away.” Meaning— if you are so trapped that you actually feel suicidal (even figuratively), then drive away. Get out. Cut ties. Call it. Do whatever you have to do to live.
At the time, I was in a very strict religion that is somewhat considered a cult. It reinforced staying married at all costs. I had also never worked outside the home. I was very trapped in all sorts of ways. I definitely felt direly depressed. I wondered if even God would punish me for leaving. Or if he even cared.
In some ways, my current TMS reminds me of this entire time in my life. I might need to “drive away” from my sister. This TMS is suicide. And I’m really getting low over all of this.
I agree with the advice here by @Baseball65 — Look to your family for the cause of your TMS. Look hard.
