I always had an extremely difficult relationship with my mother, when I was little, she was cold and unloving, as a teenager she made me feel abnormal and disgusting, and as two adults, we managed to be civil, but struggled to have anything to say to each other.
In my mid forties something happened which pushed me too far, and I decided that from that day on I wouldn’t have anything else to do with her, we haven’t spoken since.
But, oddly she adored my eldest daughter, and they were/are quite close, so I never attempted to involve the children in my decision.
My husband used to drive a four hour drive several times a year, so that the younger ones could keep in touch, now of course it’s up to them, but the girls still visit.
I feel so relieved that I don’t have to see her anymore, when I’m around her, I’m a sulky, belligerent teenager who disagrees with everything she says on principle, perhaps she’s a nicer person, when I’m not around, I think we’re definitely better people apart.