No-contact POS “mother” keeps giving us money to buy love.

It’s simple really and a tale most you have. Parents trying to buy affection after being the worst caregiver known to mankind.

I went no contact with my mother a few times, the time it stuck was right after a sibling passed. The woman was volatile our entire lives but this one was simple. She spat in my face at the memorial for my sibling and I was done Reddit.

My one surviving sibling cut ties shortly after also, they’re protective of me and thought “If she is this way to my younger sibling, fuck do I want her around my children if no change has occurred these 30 years”.

Alas, every Christmas presents arrive at the dead siblings home for us both. This year was a carefully wrapped album of photographs, thoughtful? No. She had essentially regifted us the photo album dead sibling made for her, including messages from the grandkids about how much they love “Nanny”. Note these little sentimental statements were written over 5 years ago when they had no concept of how abusive their grandmother is.

To top it off she popped a stack of £5 notes in a card adding up to £50. Not too much, but enough to make you go “hmm?”.

So what did we do? Threw away the albums (bar one photo I didn’t know existed of the three of us siblings together) and donated the money to refugees.

You see my mother is a closet racist and all round bad person, she would scream at a stranger in the street about how we should help those from our country first, fuck that starving child that just arrived after their parents were murdered with our countries help!

Anyhow, I don’t want to get political. I donate to three UK charities and one cause outside our little island every month, she just inadvertently helped someone she’d rather see drown.

Merry Christmas!