"What Did 'That' Parent Do That Ended Your Relationship With Them?" (30 Answers)

My mother often said, "Your sorry daddy never cared enough about you to pay child support," but I found out later, he had money order receipts. He was a career Navy man so he'd have been forced to pay.

She stole two of my paychecks when I was a single mother, signing them over to herself in her sweeping left handwriting, I'm right-handed.

The final thing that made her my EX-mom was when she let two drug addicted so-called caregivers steal liquid morphine which was meant for her dying fourth husband. He died in miserable pain at home without relief. She disowned my adult sister, who confronted her about it. Mom always said, "I can stand anything except a liar or a thief," but she was both.

When my parents were in the middle of their divorce, my mom moved out and went to live with her parents. They had a camper in the yard where she was staying, but she would still be in and out of the house multiple times a day, so it's not like they never saw her.

One night around 1am she texts me and tells me she's in the hospital, and has been there for three days. I ask what's wrong, and she tells me she's been diagnosed with "broken heart syndrome" and her cardiologist says that she only has six months to live, unless my dad calls off the divorce.

She's obviously insane, so I play along. I ask what her cardiologists name is, what hospital she's at, her room number, etc. I immediately call the hospital she claims to be staying at.

First I ask for the patient switchboard. Tell them her name, and what room she's in, and lo and behold, "we don't have anyone in that room by that name"

So at this point, I explain what my mother has told me, and I ask if there's a Dr. Blank that works in cardiology there. "No, I don't think we have any doctors here by that name." Thank you, I assumed you would say that, sorry to bother you.

In the morning I call my grandmother. "Hey, is mum okay?" Of course she is, she went to work this morning. "Really? Because she told me she's dying in the hospital." My grandmother called her at work to confront her, and this idiot hangs up, goes to her car, and just sits there pretending to be passed out until one of her coworkers finds her and calls 911. When paramedics arrive and she "comes to" she tells them she took a bunch of pills in a suicide attempt. They rush her in, the hospital calls me, and my grandmother and I rush in to meet her.

She's "unconscious" when we arrive, but very much living, and the doctor obviously knows this, so he pulls us into another room to talk to us where she can't listen in.

He tells us they've run several blood tests and she absolutely did not take any pills. If she took anything at all, it wasn't enough to show up in her bloodwork. He basically tells us he's diagnosing her a liar and sends us all home, with a mandatory therapy session booked for her. She did go to her session, but only the one. She learned a couple deep breaths and decided she never needed to go back.

This isn't even the craziest thing she's done or said to me, but it was the thing that made me never speak to her again

Soooo much trauma from a narc Mum. After a suicide attempt because I had miscarried my baby, she sat in the family conference and said she's not surprised because my Dad also has mental health issues. My brother (we were adults at the time and he was living with me due to being homeless and no job) pushed me through an internal glass door, he has anger issues and untreated ODD, he also beat my dog because he stepped on her while she was sleeping and she snapped at him. My Mum came home and when I told her what happened she took my brothers side, told me I'm a b***h like my Dad (they were divorced). So I don't speak to either of them, it's been 10 years. It's difficult to come to terms with cutting toxic people from your life, especially family. But your mental health and wellbeing shouldn't suffer because of anyone.

Cheated on my mom after 35 years together. Agreed to go to counseling but wanted to sweep the whole thing under the rug. Called me to explain his actions and "take responsibility" but negated the whole conversation by ending with "but it wasn't my fault."

They divorced. He remarried quickly while my mom will be all alone as the demographics are not in her favor.

As we were growing up, he developed a chemical imbalance and it was like living with Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. When called out on his s****y behavior, he'd hide behind "I have depression and that's a disability." OK, but it's not a license to be an a*****e to everyone around you.

Oddly, she showed me she was capable of being kind- however disingenuous. She just wasn’t capable of being kind to me.

my dad was driving and i was in the front seat and we were arguing about some petty s**t that is typical of immigrants raising kids that were born in the country they immigrated to - culture shock can be a b***h. he proceeded to say he was going to crash the car into the jackknife trailer ahead and went to 80 mph only to stop short.

but the real feather on the camels back was coming to my graduation ceremony from grad school (12 years after the above) only to complain about me posting stuff about graduating from a reputable business school was me being too much of a show-off.

i acknowledge his presence when i see him, but i have no interest in anything about him.

Force fed me and my sister awful tasting mix of cold syrups whenever we didn't meet his expectations when we were kids

I had begun the process of 'burying the living ' with him. He was became such a loser but he dragged my brother down with him. Encouraged him to do drugs that didn't agree with him. I kept a relationship with him to stay close to my family. Then I got a phone call that my brother had died. My dad had 'restrained' him and he had a heart attack. The prescribed anti anxieties he was taking to counter act all the negative effects from the drugs my dad encouraged him to take have this side effect. He just banged on a door and my dad chocked him out. My dad is dead to me but I talk to my brother every day.

They never actually cared about me. The both of them.

My mother and her life time of verbal abuse, worst one is back when I was suffering from the darkest depression of my life took my mother 1 year to notice something was wrong and instead of being a caring parent she straight up told me I should kill myself. Hearing that killed the relationship with her. I’m Only around from time to time because she is my mother but I don’t really care for her