My parents haven't had contact with myself or my three sons aged 15, 13 and 4 for nearly seven years now. They have never met our youngest. I moved 80 miles away and I did it not because I wanted to, but because I had to. I've suffered all of my adult life at the hands of my narcissistic sociopath mother and father who have abused me emotionally and rejected me like a cuckoo in the nest, even the maternal instinct of making eye contact with me never happened once in 37 years. Not only did my mother begrudge me material things in life, she begrudged me having children of my own and was eaten up by jealousy when they called me mummy or I held them tight and told them how much I loved them. She wanted them to see me through the eyes that she did and did whatever she could to gain favour and how dare I try to stop her being a grandmother to her grandsons, I must be an awful mother to think that. I have since been diagnosed with PTSD, severe anxiety and depression and receiving counselling for the abuse I've suffered My heart and soul are wracked with pain, im not a bad person, just trying my best to shield my beautiful boys from the abuse I suffered and found the courage to stop her using my children as weapons to hurt me in the worst possible way. I was darned if I was going to let her or anyone else come between myself and my sons. You see, there's two sides to every painful story about grandparents and grandchildren, unfortunately yes, im so sorry to say that people can be cruel and you are suffering because of it by not being in contact. I wrote this thread in hope that if just one person stops for a moment and doesn't think of me as a nasty cold heartless mother and daughter but perhaps sees that I'm just trying to do my best as a mum, as we all do x
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- I'm sorry if I offend you with the Jeremy Kyle remark, it was by no means meant in a disrespecting or judgemental way, I merely used it as an example of how parents and their children can sometimes think of each other in adulthood. My eldest sons father walked out when he was a few months old then tried to explain that he hasn't been in his life for 15 years and never been in touch out of thoughtfulness and respect for him and didn't want him to hate him!. We all just muddle through and try our best. Don't beat yourself up too much, our kids have to take some responsibility for their actions and behaviour as young adults and it's all too easy to use us mothers as emotional punchbags!. Nobody is perfect 
