Stiller
@Smileless,
Your point goes back to my first comment. When abuse is subjective, the ONLY opinion that matters is the person on the receiving end of the behavior. It’s another reason why it is completely and totally offensive when people say things like “my mother did such and such too and I’d never estrange. It’s wrong.” Or when the moral posturing comes in the form of “a decent person wouldn’t walk away from a loving parent. I dealt with worse with my mother or MIL and I still took care of them until their last day”. By trying to frame another person’s experiences, feelings, and life decisions strictly through the prism of our own one can easily miss the mark on recognizing said behavior in themselves. It is what they are used to/have dealt with, so it is easy to dismiss when others say they suffered abuse at their hands—regardless of the form. My mum would claim to have been a loving MIL. The truth is her actions were so far from loving and kind that even if she did love my wife, it wouldn’t change the nature of her bullying behavior. It was abusive, no matter what she says. No matter what her inner feelings were.
To be fair, it's not always as simple as that.
I chose not to estrange my (by today's terms) emotionally abusive mother.
I did it for my reasons, which was primarily she was a wonderful granny. It wasn't about moral posturing, it was about what I considered to be in my children's best interests.
I don't regret a thing, because I had long since learned how to handle her nonsense, if she started. My kids (and my own grandchildren) adored her until the day she died.
As I've said before, every set of circumstances is different. Families can be complicated things.
Everyone's view of what abuse is can be different.
When she contracted Alzheimer's, in later life, I fought, tooth and nail to get her the best care possible.
It was through a sense of duty, that's true, but I was bought up to have a sense of duty, which is probably a generational thing.
I have never tried to rationalise her behaviour or analyse it - she was what she was. End of.
I wouldn't waste headspace constantly reliving and rehashing my childhood, as I think it's a waste of time, but people must do what they think best.?