Long time lurker here. I have read all the stories of estrangement for comfort. Over the years these types of stories helped me feel like I was not alone.
For years hubby and I looked at where we went wrong. Both of us were from abusive, narcissistic homes. We raised our kids with love. Never hit them, always there to talk to, very much their cheerleaders in life.
Life was so good and our family very loving. Our youngest's personality changed as she was finishing college. Gone was the kind, happy girl and she changed to a very exploitive personality. She became very classist, and very status driven. Eventually she dumped her friends and family who were not succesful. Then the day came that she married someone very cruel and dumped us. Later she rewrote history and instead of the child who parents who paid for her college, her college housing and car she became the girl who was on her own as a teen. As time went on her remaining childhood and college friends dumped her. They did not recognize her anymore.
I see where we went wrong at least in one regard. The narcissist gene runs strong in our family trees. Hubby and I started out lower middle class. We sent our kids to private schools with some very wealthy families. We wanted our kids to have the opportunities we never had. And they are very succesful in their careers. Our daughter took awhile to find out what she wanted to do, changing majors a few times. We supported her. We wanted her to choose a career she wanted.
I think in private grade school and high school is where our daughter learned envy. While a bright and popular girl who had the same clothes, same toys and other nice things, she also had the father who picked her up from school in his work clothes, in an old car. Until her teens I was a SAHM who did not have a career. I know some of mother's looked down on me for this. I think she was more bothered by this then we knew.
My daughter did and still does surround herself with very cut throat, very wealthy people. My daughter's personality is very much like some of her relatives. My husband and I have talked exhaustively to each other about this. How could she have changed so much to become like them? Was it the unneeded ADHD stimulants she used in college combined with alcohol? Did this switch on the genes that are so strong in our family trees? Where we just crappy parents?
Did we spoil her too much? She had everything we could give her but she never acted spoiled or unkind until college. Should we have done things differently? Why does our son show empathy but she does not?
She's back now after burning down almost every bridge. After years of seperation I get a text as if she had never gone away. Then the phone calls and asking to meet. Now she remembers all the good times. I remember deleting all my social media when she demonized us over and over again on that media.
My husband pointed out that this is the love bombing tactic my mother uses on us when she wants something or knows she has pushed us too far. I see it. I wish I didn't.
I have no illusions of having the relationship we once had and neither does her father. She acts exactly like my malignant mother. Even her phrases and speech are eerily similar.
I'm just stuck trying to model appropriate parental concern, support without giving advice or giving her future ammunition to use against us if she decides again to go on a rampage of half truths and lies.
I'm frightened for her. I see her one day living the lonely life of my mother. I'm glad she will have financial resources. I'm exhausted.
Thanks for reading.