Thank you very much, everyone. I really appreciate all the kind words and support. I don't know what I would do without it.
It was difficult, but I did manage to spill it all out to my bf last night. I got way deep into some pretty heavy stuff, and we talked it out well past midnight. He is pretty fed up with my whole family, and the situations I had to deal with growing up. I told him that I was still angry and upset after reading all of my mom's emails, but that I felt guilty about that, like I should just accept it and try to make nice. But that's not what I'm going to do. I'm going to show my mom the unconditional love that I feel like she has never been able to show me. I am going to explain to her that I am still angry and upset with her and with the whole situation, but that I still want to spend time with her because I still love her very much. I don't know when I will be ready to do that, but I do want to make things as good as they can be between us, and I'm not going to pretend anymore that everything is fine because that's not being honest and fair, and she deserves at least my honesty.
The thing that really gets me about all this is that she is putting it back on me for not being able to communicate with her and connect with her. She just doesn't seem to get that she is the mom and I am the daughter: I learned to be this way, based on situations I can remember from nearly 30 years ago. I don't blame her for being the way she is, I just wish she would acknowledge that she maybe wasn't the greatest mother and still isn't. She seems to be trying to placate me by saying how sorry she is to be leaving me, specifically, when I'm not really worried about myself. I'm angry because she is leaving her four grandchildren, none of whom have the best home life right now and all of whom really, really, need all the love and support they can get from family members right now. I am just so angry with her and my sister for leaving, for not even stopping to consider what should be important to them. I don't know how much longer my dad will be around or independent, considering his health issues and his stubbornness. You couldn't pay me to leave him at this point in time. And knowing how much he values the proximity of family, I can't imagine how he must be feeling about all this.
I'm still upset about the situation, but at least I feel much better about myself today. I am not sub-human. I think it's wrong for my mom to try to blame me for the love and attention she hasn't been able to give. I am the product of her upbringing, but I don't have to go along with that anymore. I am my own person, and I recognize that she has been less than stellar. I don't blame myself for that anymore. And I proved to myself last night that I have the ability to open up to another person and to make myself completely emotionally vulnerable. It isn't her and probably never will be, but that's not my fault.
I don't feel f*cked up or diseased or less than a human being today. I feel like I have grown ten feet tall, emotionally speaking, and that I have what it takes in me to finally break free from her emotional bonds and finally speak up for myself. I'm not going to protect my family with silence anymore. They made their decision, and I disagree with it, and I'm not afraid to say that anymore. No more placating, no more mediating, no more middling in order to spare any hurt feelings. I've been cheating my family from knowing me by trying to fly under the emotional radar for so long. But that's not really helping anybody. My family may be highly dysfunctional, but I'm finally realizing after all these years that I don't have to be. I don't have to accept their ways in order to love them and be close to them. I don't have to reject them in order to let them know that I am unhappy with them. There are mature, adult ways of dealing with these types of situations, and if my own parents and family don't know how to be adults, then I guess I will have to show them what it looks like.