[UPDATE] My (20f) single mother (44f) is pregnant, I am so angry and upset and I have no idea how to voice this?

A charged silence hung between them for weeks—she refused to speak, and heeded no plea from the mother who once leaned on her every day. But when Halloween came, mom’s bright announcement about a new baby didn’t spark laughter or celebration. Instead, it cracked open all the resentment she’d stored: years of skipped college nights, stolen youth, and unacknowledged sacrifices spilled out in icy words.

This time, the daughter drew a boundary sharp enough to stop the cycle. No more stand-in parenting, no more lost dreams. In one bold conversation, she declared she would not raise another child she never bore—and her mother, at last, listened.

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‘[UPDATE] My (20f) single mother (44f) is pregnant, I am so angry and upset and I have no idea how to voice this?’

Hi everyone, been a long time coming. I’ve had so many people requesting some kind of update and I held off for a long time because my previous post garnered so much hate and attention. It was overwhelming and distressing, but so many of you were also so helpful so I want to thank you for that. I want to preface by saying that this update isn’t exactly what you guys were hoping for but it works and I am okay.

Now, onto the update. So, for awhile there I gave my mom absolute radio silence. I was disgusted by her truthfully, didn’t want to see her or look at her. I had SO much anger and resentment and I still do. So I said or did nothing and gave her the cold shoulder. And then she announced it on Halloween, like it was some joyous thing. Great, thanks mom! Another kid for me to raise.

To her announcement all of my younger siblings were very clearly upset, as was I. I cannot pretend to be happy anymore so I wasn’t. And she cried for hours and we all went on as if the announcement was never made. (my little siblings convinced themselves it was a joke) Not the most mature thing to do, but I am beginning to realize that I am parentified so it comes as no shock that then I was scared to hurt my mom’s feelings.

I continued to give her the cold shoulder and began picking up babysitting gigs for other people to make some money. If this was going to be a thing, I’d need the money to get out. She continued playing pretend with her boyfriend while acting as if her pregnancy wasn’t a thing to her kids faces. This was the norm for awhile until she came to me one day crying, saying that she didn’t know what to do.

I told her how I felt: that Ive raised my little siblings for the last several years of my life. I sacrificed my teenage years to step up and be a parental figure to kids that I never birthed. And that I wouldn’t do it again. That she would have absolutely no help from me with this baby because I am NOT giving up anymore of my life for her kids.

I have spent every year since I turned 20 grieving the life that I never got to have. Hating my mother for making me feel like I couldn’t go off to college. And I wouldn’t ruin my 20’s for her either. She could do what she wanted, her body her choice, but I would not be involved in that child’s life. She scheduled an appointment to terminate the pregnancy the same day.

Which was a relief and an insult simultaneously. How dare you be excited ONLY when you thought I’d raise your kid for you?? Anyway, moving on. I am not a heartless monster and I know that terminating a pregnancy isn’t an easy choice. So I went with her and held her hand, even cried with her. And a few weeks later I fell into the worst place mentally ever.

I was incredibly angry at her and honestly blamed myself for my mom’s choice. I started to feel suicidal and depressed and I made the choice to begin therapy. It’s not easy, at all. But it’s a start. Once my mom learned that being a stand in parent was causing these suicidal thoughts she arranged childcare so I could actually get a job and feel like I was doing something with my life.

Things were going great, until a couple of months ago when my mom started dating a new guy. I asked her if they were having s**, which she said yes, they were. I also asked her if she was using protection to avoid the situation we were in several months prior; she swore on my life that she was. “I wouldn’t be so stupid” she told me.

Well, she got her period early and told me that she had BV again, all of which began to show me that the second thing wasn’t true. And I *accidentally* saw a text on her phone confirming that she lied on my life, and they weren’t using protection. So I blew up. We argued and she made it seem like the fact that I looked at a notification was SO much worse than the fact that she lied on her daughter’s life.

I went into a really really bad place mentally after that. I felt like my life meant nothing to her. I cried often and the suicidal thoughts came back. I screamed at her, told her how it made me feel. I shouldn’t have screamed but there are no words to describe the hurt that the situation caused. And then she came to me crying, telling me that she’s sorry.

I didn’t tell her it was okay, because it’s not. It will never be and it still makes me cry now. I also told her that the only thing that could maybe fix our relationship is her starting therapy. Because there are no excuses for my mom’s actions, but she is a broken woman with a lot of trauma. And she needs to end this cycle because her kids DO NOT deserve this. So she started therapy, which is also a step.

So that’s where everything with her is at now. Now for a small update on me: I am one semester away from being able to substitute teach! Which will help me immensely as substitutes get paid well in my state. I am also switching my major to nursing this fall, which is so very exciting. This is the first time in my life that I’ve been able to look to the future and see SOMETHING.

For awhile there I’d hoped I wouldn’t live to see one. I still live at home, but it’s bearable now. I am a nanny for another family, and have a steady income. So I’m doing better. Still struggling mentally but I’ll get there. The #1 take away from this scenario? Parentification is a hard thing to undo. I am a broken person currently, but I can be fixed. And I pray one day I am a much better mother than she has ever been.

Therapist Dr. Anne Whittaker explains that parentification—assigning adult responsibilities to a child—can leave deep emotional scars. When children provide care typically expected of parents, they sacrifice their own developmental needs, leading to burnout, anxiety, and resentment.

Clinical social worker Maria Chen notes that setting clear boundaries is the cornerstone of repairing such relationships. By firmly stating “I will not care for another infant,” the daughter reclaimed autonomy. This act aligns with best practices in family therapy, where empowering the over-functioning child to express limits often catalyzes healthier dynamics.

Termination of an unplanned pregnancy can itself be a major emotional event. Psychologists recognize that shared decision-making—where both partners or family members support each other—reduces trauma. By accompanying her mother to the clinic and offering emotional presence, the daughter provided crucial empathy, even as she maintained her own boundary.

However, professional guidance remains essential. Ongoing therapy safeguards both as they unpack guilt and grief: the mother for her repeated requests, and the daughter for lost opportunities. Research shows that trauma-informed therapy helps survivors of parentification and reproductive loss rebuild self-worth, fostering resilience and the capacity for mutually respectful relationships.

Here’s what the community had to contribute:

Here are some hot takes from the Reddit community—candid and supportive:

RobertTheWorldMaker − You are a lot kinder than I am, but I'm glad things are looking up for you. People with trauma often make bad decisions, it makes those decisions understandable, even if not excusable, but it's always important to remember that their trauma isn't a justification to induce trauma on to you.

Theunpolitical − I'm so glad you are finally coming into your own. Also, be on the look out for men who need fixing, emotionally unavailable, and have kids. You will attract them like a moth to a flame!

yellsy − Her next appointment needs to be an IUD or tube tying. You run girl.

Puerto88ac − End this cycle. Try and move out if you could. That energy will consume you, I know it’s hard to think about or do but your mom seems heavily dependent on you. It will only increase as you start progressing in life. I’m telling you, crabs in a bucket mentality is very dangerous.

arianrhodd − Hate? You received hate on your initial post?! You were a parentified kid who had no life while raising her siblings *whose mom got pregnant!* I'm really glad you're both in therapy. Nothing that's she's done, is your fault. Her choices, her responsibility. You didn't make her do anything. Your outrage at her only being joyous over her pregnancy when she thought she had you to raise the baby is 💯 justified. I'm over here outraged on your behalf. 🤬

You deserve the life you want, not the one she forced on you as a kid and expected you to continue. She placed you in an impossible situation. I'm really proud of you for breaking the cycle and getting both of you into therapy. How are your little sibs doing--are they in therapy, too?

Hopefully your relationship with them has shifted into more of a big sister role than a mom role now and will continue to do so. When they are older, they will love you and appreciate all you sacrificed for them. You are an incredible person and sister. You deserve none of the guilt and responsibility that's been heaped on you all these years. Wishing you continued recovery and the happiness you deserve. 💖

VexBoxx − You're already a much better mother than she's ever been. Best of luck to you. ❤️❤️

PolkadottyJones − The fact that she expected you, not her boyfriend, to attend to her during terminating her pregnancy is also messed up. That’s too much for you to deal with. I have a very very similar dynamic with my mom and I have to say, one thing that I feel like it took me a long time to realize is not only was I expected to parent my siblings I was also expected to parent my mom and I see that in your situation as well.

Please keep creating strong boundaries and distance. I’m sorry to say but my mom is just an immature person, it hasn’t gotten any better from her end and it won’t but my life is 100% better on my end because I drew strong boundaries and washed my hands of everything else.

Choose you. Choose your life. Choose your happiness. She (and others) will say you are selfish but it’s not selfish in any way. I gave up my entire teens and 20’s to my mom, I am so proud you are on your way to protecting your 20’s.

wonderfulkneecap − Nursing pays well -- but don't be afraid to go pre-med!. You'd be a great doctor! My mom often tries to involve me in situations I shouldn't really be a part of -- on behalf of truth, and healing -- for instance, zoom calls with her rapist from childhood. Who she is accurately suing!.

I obviously hate him, and have fantasized about killing him, for hurting my mother, many many times!!. But it's also like, mom, have you thought this through -- on any of our behalfs?. Your mom sounds deeply immature. I think, sometimes, the have us and then stop maturing :)

Secret_Double_9239 − I hope you are able to get out of that house soon and start to live your own life. Try not to mourn your teens years to much because your 20’s are where the real fun can kick in because your older and have money. Try to stay strong and maybe write a list of some of the things/places you want to do once you graduate the course and are out of her house.

smappyfunball − I don’t understand women this irresponsible. I just can’t wrap my head around it.

These are popular opinions on Reddit, but do they really reflect everyone’s experience?

Breaking a cycle of parentification takes immense courage—and setting firm boundaries can shift long-standing family roles overnight. Though forgiveness and healing take time, both mother and daughter now stand on a stronger foundation. Have you ever had to reclaim your own life from family obligations? What helped you establish boundaries and rebuild trust?

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