Family, mh (-)
Well, it looked like Christmas was gonna go well, then ended up going to shit. Mom started making fun of me (maybe) in a way that I perceived as treating me like a child, I lashed out the only way I knew how (violence), and things quickly went downhill.
This is the part where I was most definitely in the wrong. I had my reasons, but I was still in the wrong.
Family, mh (-)
Like, I want to set a boundary, but it's not something I know how to do in a healthy way, and I can't really enforce it anyways. Like, I don't really know how to express "hey, this thing you're doing is something that makes me feel bad, please stop" because I don't really know how to express the thing being done or how it makes me feel.
Family, mh (-)
And, of course, there are the problems with enforcement. I couldn't just leave because mom was my ride home. And I can't really cut her off for repeatedly doing this kinda thing, because I rely on her for financial support. So how else can I give my boundaries any weight?
Again, I wasn't in the right. I was very much in the wrong. But, I did have my reasons.
Family, mh (-)
Then the shit with the aunt happened, where she treated me like a child, tried to be physically violent with me, accused me of acting like a child, then, when called on some of the shit she was saying, basically justified it as "I (and your mom) suffered, so you should too," not realizing how much stupider that made her actions look. By the end of it all, I had no choice but to respond, "OK, boomer."
Family, mh (-)
Then the cousin got sent out to calm things down (which he did, kinda) and I basically ended up quiet until I got back to my apartment, trying not to cry.
This Christmas was a major disaster.
Family, mh (-)
Incidentally, this incident has striking parallels to my mental breakdown senior year. I wronged someone in a kinda minor way (what's between minor and major?), someone else stepped in to "punish me" and ended up working me up beyond the point of no return (majorly wronging me in the process), then another person had to step in to calm me down and ended up plunging me back down to zero. It just happened to be mom, my aunt, and my cousin rather than a teacher, the principal, and mom
Family, mh (-)
@auravulpes Sending hugs, if you want them. Setting boundaries explicitly and assertively is very hard to do. I hope you feel better and you find a way to get that space you need to be healthy.
Family, mh (-)
At some point, I need to talk to mom. Everything between me leaving the house and us leaving doesn't involve her, but we definitely need to talk about what happened before I left and after we left. And I owe her an apology. I also need to try to set a boundary *in words* rather than resorting to violence and hoping she gets the message.