Wow. My mom is similar. I hesitate to say “the same,” because she’s not over-the-top insane, but she definitely could use some advanced social grace classes.
All my life it was the same thing–we were the only Catholics at the fundamentalist family gathering. (Dad converted for my mom, eventually made the Faith his own). Family treated her like dirt, and mom, while technically right to be offended by passive-aggressive or even overt hostility, did nothing to help the situation by going to war. Eventually, this defensiveness (and often offensiveness) became an encrusted, impenatrable armor of self-righteous indignation.
Through those years I went from being on mom’s side, to bearing the brunt of her overbearing nature, to eventually (as in recently) learning to navigate the attitude. She’s still a self-righteous, angry person, but inside is someone just starving to be loved. We’ve always had a fairly tight relationship even when we wanted to kill each other, (she had me as a single mother when she was 20), but there were times when I swore I’d never talk to her or come home. Now, I’ve let my defenses down a bit and she’s relaxed. My hope is that by the time she dies, she’ll finally find peace. I know she’s capable of it–she’s the one who taught me the Faith, after all.
After that little battlefield is won or lost, we’ll see about the next potential one. My girlfriend, who is likely converting to Catholicism, and with whom I am running out of reasons not to marry, has a condescendingly self-righteous holier-than-thou family who thinks I’m a nice enough guy–just a tool of the anti-Christ.
