hpd mother and interrupting techniques

a poster here talked about how his mother interrupted him with "glances"! or her body posture! i was like, "bingo" . i was recently realizing how the more i got out the more i talked calmer and slower around other people. i also realized that this habit (one i didn't even know i had) of talking too long when i was explaining something (like giving extra details) faded when i was talking to others. others didnt' sit there with a bully type glare on their face as if they weren't satisfied with my explanation and "expected" me to keep talking and tell them more. in fact that is/was really another way she interrupted me, by making me feel like what i just said was "sufficient" enough for her so she'd give me this look or dead silence, that caused me to over explain what i was trying to say.

in times past i never did this consciously as a fear of her, just as a desire to be on the same page. a desire to obtain her agreement like anyone else you talk to. but i noticed after i read that post here that my hpd mother uses: glances, facial expressioins, she'll focus on the dog's activity, she'll interrupt me with a question about the dog, 'where'd the dog go'?, weird noises she'll make that convey lack of interest, anything. since then i have been cutting conversations extra short. because she is interrupting me in covert ways.

everything my hpd mother did was covert i have found out. like you can't say, 'why did you just interrupt me?" because she'll say, 'what, i was just looking at you'. but it was "how" she was looking at me. she also when i was younger would glance at the TV when i was talking to her. those glances let me know her "soap" was back on. but how she loves to talk to you during commericals! its like she uses you until her many "shows" come back on. that was mainly when i was young, as then i sat in the living room with her when she watched television. that is something i haven't done for years now.

but its strange for me to realize so many things i fell for. like no wonder i talked really fast when i was young. or no wonder i talked really fast again when i moved back in with this quackwoman. you need to talk really quick or she'll either use one word that came out of your mouth and ask you a queetion about that so that your whole flow of conversation was interrupted. or she'll interrupt you iwth this wincing look on her face like she has had a flash of pain.

all covert ways of interrupting someone and i never would have labed it as that if that poster didnt' write that excellent long post about his or her hpd mother. the thing was this: they went back and totally shortened that post. i went back to read the other half and it was edited. i was like, 'oh no'!

because i learned a lot from it. this hpd mother of mine is covert in every way. you wouldn't believe what she did with the bug guy!