by freklednorcal » Sun Oct 21, 2012 2:27 am
While I have never been in exactly your position, I do know what it feels like to have my mom date someone that was my age, interested in me and then became just about a permanent figure in the family.
I came home from a yr away and this guy was interested in dating me, but I thought he was a little fast and I was having some depression stuff myself. So, because my mom and I worked in the same place, he started talking to her. She was married to my stepdad - we had a great family life I thought (I was away at college so a lot might have happened) but my sister and brother were there and I didn't think anything was wrong. Well, two months later my mom takes up with this guy all the time. He spends the night over, they are drinking together and seem like they are getting along great, even with my stepdad. I still was like... ok... whatever.
Another couple months, she leaves us all and moves in with him in his gross cabin of a house the day after christmas. I was grossed out and furious with her. I can understand your feelings of betrayal in this way (albeit not in the same sense since you were in love) and of frustration and anger. I couldn't imagine my mom would do this to us and to expect us to treat this man like family because she decided to be in a relationship. I didn't speak to her, and I moved out as soon as I could. It took years to recover our old relationship - and honestly, it still isnt the same. She acts like she is 15 and I am her mother. She calls me now about her latest bf (she left the first guy after four yrs) and asks me my opinion about her life with him, sex advice, etc. I don't like it, but I have done some work on myself and realized my relationship with her will never be the same. She isn't the mom I had when I was younger, the one that took me to girl scouts and taught me to value myself as a strong woman. She isnt the same, and I am having to draw up new boundaries and create a new relationship while mourning and valuing our old one in my own way.
I know this is long, and I hope it relates somewhat. I was fortunate that I had a sister that I could talk to. But I totally get not wanting to talk to friends, believe me it HURTS when they start saying stuff. And I have been wary of therapists too, just because I am scared the floodgates will open.
I am here though, and although this is my first post on here, I could relate and wanted to say you are in my thoughts and I know it is hard. You are a good person and you are reaching out to others, I applaud you for that.