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"I Love My Mother, But I Don't Like Her"

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Maybe not first, but high on the list.

"Oftentimes caregivers need to be reminded to put their own health first..."

If caregivers did this, they wouldn't be taking care of difficult elders at all.

I have two young children and my husband to care for as I'm a SAHM. For two years I've also had my elderly father who can't even make his own cup of coffee or bathe himself and does nothing but smell terrible, have terrible hygiene, and watch loud, violent tv all day and refuse to wear the headphones we bought him. I'm the youngest of four siblings but the other three are never seen or heard from. My father was a terrible father. He ignored me through my teenage years and I ended up homeless. He never inquired into my life or sought to help with anything or to give me any guidance other than "don't get pregnant." Now I have to care for him right when I'm wanting to have my third child. But I can't handle a son, preschooler, baby, husband, and dependent father, because I have no family assistance. If I wait much longer I'll pass my child-bearing years. Im giving up a career and more children to spend my 30s caring for a father who never bothered to care for me.

I have a mother that started not eating its off and on....so she was placed in rehabilitation then 3 weeks later longterm care ...one day i came their and she was crying confused do i started feeling guilty and then found out their is in home care where medicaid will pay for aide to come to my house as im preparing im wondering can i really handle this again .i have also had times where she wouldnt take her meds if she pist because she wants to go back home .but dr out there said she needs around the clock care ...and every time i see her rest home its difficult i suppose to transfer her home in 30 days

Texas gal, I feel that I know exactly how you feel. I feel such guilt when I hear how lucky I am and that it could be so much worse. Yes, to both. But that doesn't mean it's easy. I am a stepdaughter, only child, and dealing with a mother who really never showed me compassion. My memories are more about doing housework and doing it again because I didn't do it right. I had to eat everything on my plate, whether I liked it or not and now have to deal with someone who complains about everything she eats. I suffer from only-child syndrome...don't talk back, be respectful, etc. So now that she lives with me and has moderate dementia, when her passive-aggressive side shows its self, I tend to just shut down. But worst of all, I just don't have any compassion for her. She refuses to move into a retirement community, even though we have a gorgeous one that she can well afford. I feel angry over having to give up my retirement years to deal with this, and I too, sometimes find myself just wishing this would just be over. Then the guilt sets in again. (Sigh). Just know you are not alone. And, I too, appreciate being able to vent without being judged.

Texasgirl... I hear you... (we mirror each other quite a bit)... Believe me you're not alone... This site has been my God Send for many years now... It's extremely difficult to say the least. Keep strong, keep going out... definiely keep your job... the outside helps sounds like a great idea....

: "You are teaching your children how they will probably take care of you someday. So plan for good Karma!" How about never having kids yourself because you didn't want to pass on the abuse you grew up with? No way will I.ever subject myself to her evil in my own hands me! 15 years of it was more than enough before I ran away to get away from her. There is plenty of karma and she can face her own....I would never allow her toxic narcissist personality to poison my life ever again. Doing the right thing can also mean moving far far away....

Readying through these I realize I'm not alone. And I have it somewhat better than some of these caregivers but I am facing extreme burnout. I work full-time, fully support myself as I'm single and mom has moved back in with me again. She is 90 and thankfully still very independent and can drive. She's NEVER been happy - and I have many memories of her berating me, criticizing me and treating very different than she would a total stranger. People thank we are so lucky to have our parents and I keep struggling with the guilt of just wanting this to be over. We have lived together off and on for 17 years! (NOT counting the years from birth to 18 when I moved out). I'm 56 so that is a lot of my life I've given up being her errand girl taking her shopping, and to the doctor, being her companion, and/or whipping post when she's mad at the world and takes it out on me, and I'm tired of trying to obtain her approval. I've reached the moment where I don't care what she says about me. I know I'm an awesome, caring person who deserves a life of my own. She's always tried to control me and never even told me she loved me until I pointed all this out in along letter (after a huge fight). She has done some really nasting things to me - been very emotionally abusive. I thought with age she seemed to mellow and started showing more respect for me and even telling she is proud of my accomplishments etc. I have 2 brothers - neither help out hardly at all. One lives 10 minutes from my house - it's been 6 weeks....nothing. No visit - a call here and there. I truly think my family thinks I'm Superwoman and can handle all of this on my own. The resentment is growing and I pray I can make it through this without going crazy myself. I recently got to go out with friends and enjoy a normal day with people my own age - it felt amazing!!! At the moment she is mad at me after I basically challenged her acting very crotchety towards me - for no reason. She said I yelled at her...ahhhhh no - you cannot hear and I have to repeat everything to you. And nothing I do is enough - so I have taken a time out. I'm not sure what I'm going to do in the future but I now know that NO ONE wants to deal with aging relatives! So I plan to seek help outside as I refuse to give up my job - I need to hang onto my home which is paid for. God Bless all you caretakers out there. Thankful for this site and it allowing me to vent without being told I'm lucky I still have my mom, and how amazing she is, etc., etc., etc. Or it could be worse..yea really? It could be worse but I'm freaking tired emotionally, and lately physically!

Well, I am not a day to day caregiver, but I'm the person Mom reaches out to when things go wrong. I felt like I was always second fiddle to my younger brother, who was so cute, so smart, just everything. Now I won academic honors and all, but yeah I had the crooked teeth, the messed up nose, and was overweight. I was the butt of all the jokes. My dad died when I was just entering my teens; we had more in common than I do with my mom - the same interests. She has since that time played the role of the young widow, life was so hard,she had to do it all. In reality, yes she was the only parent around, but she did not have to go to work (she was the typical stay at home mom), did not have to worry about money, but she was controlling. We could never do things right, so she did do a lot of the yardwork. When she would spend money on us, we still hear about it to this day. Everything in her world is tit for tat. She would help us move - any relative, because again she's very controlling. She did a lot of the work, but we never heard the end of it. The last time I moved into my new house, I did not want her help. She cried and cried. Finally, I went to get her (she lives over 4 hours away). Nothing I did was right, of course. Now, she is much older, and any time she has any sort of malady, which hasn't been anything life threatening - just stuff that happens when you get older, it is endless drama. No one has ever been as sick, hurt as bad. The past weekend I visited as she was crying on the phone. Constipated first - which I get constipated every time I visit her now (just a tad anxious), then her hemorrhoids were "acting up". She wouldn't even get out of bed when I got there; I got one of those plastic sitz baths (after asking her if she thought she'd use it). Oh don't pressure me, don't yell at me. I just was saying let's try it, so you won't hurt. Yelling and crying at me. I went into another room. I even looked at her rear, and honestly, it didn't look that bad. Good thing I'm not squeamish as she was pooping and farting as I looked. I cleaned up stuff, after she spilled the sitz bath all over the bathroom. I did laundry, made meals, ran errands. We tried every home remedy I had found and researched online. I think she expected that I had a magic wand to cure it. She does whine a lot and I made the mistake of saying something about her whining. Not a good move, more tears. I drove back home and she was all aloof when I called, then said oh I'm so lonely when you leave, as the guilt trip started up. Spoke with her yesterday and she was all upbeat. Today she calls me while I am at work multiple times, crying and saying what a horrible day she had, how rotten I was. I didn't put the bath towels in the right laundry basket, I didn't clean out the fridge, I didn't pull back the shower curtain the way it should be. Then I heard how she was pooping non stop; I am sure she took more laxatives as she said she felt bloated. (I'd also told her if the hemorrhoid didn't ease up within a week or so, she'd need to go to the doctor as it could be something else. Nope, that wasn't going to happen - doesn't like her doctor as he doesn't fall all over her with sympathy and knows she's all about the drama. Plus her medical book (from 1991) said it goes away. Nothing for the doctor to do). She had to clean up herself multiple times, and I'm just rotten for not having her live with me. A year or so ago, she started telling me how selfish I was to go and buy a house without her seeing it, plus we were going to buy one together - that was her plan. Her "dream" was for us to live together. Never, ever did she ever say that to me. Maybe I blocked it from memory, but no way no how. She would stay with me sometimes during the winter for a couple of weeks, and we'd really fight. I'd make up stories that I had to go into work just to leave my own house/apartment. She now says oh we got along so well. Nope. People thought I had pink eye because I had been crying so hard. She came to my house one time, complaining how cold the bedroom was; it's upstairs and it's always hot upstairs. She slept with her coat on, and saying how my house looked like a "honky tonk" (her way of saying a whorehouse). That was her last visit to my home. She also ruined furniture and an appliance, to which she said 'oh well'. She took it upon herself to rearrange things, too. When I told her why she had not been invited back, she said no I never did that, then I was rotten she never thought she'd have a daughter like me. Like every other week we go through this; she's up and sunny, then it's back to I'm rotten, I'm the worst ever. Oh and I bought a two story house (I live in a large metro area, so ranch homes are not plentiful plus more expensive) as part of my evil plot to keep her away. Yeah, I'm just the devil. My brother, the prince, runs errands for her as he lives in the same area. A friend told me after I replayed the last 40 years, she's definitely envious of you, you're independent, she wants to control you, she cannot. Now she did provide support when I was in college, but it was something my dad had said they were going to do - pay for college. My dad inherited securities from his parents; mom basically has lived off that income (in addition to Soc Security). She always distanced herself from his family (his siblings) as she thought she was better I think. She also had issues with her own family (who are all gone). I recognized the theme of me, me, me. Not sure she's NPD, but definitely traits, along with bipolar. You're either on her side or not. And I read in a book where it said someone's face 'clouded over' and boy I got that reference. If she gets mad, her entire facial structure changes; she will also pout when angry and does some passive aggressive moves - like we should know whey she's angry or upset. She called today - to my cell phone, as there were top execs of the company in our office. I was going to say I can't speak now - but I know she'd say well I am your #1 priority - tell them that! I was speechless when she was talking one time about dad dying so young. How bad it'd been for her. Not for us, for her. I then said well what about dad, wasn't it bad for him? Nope. He had it easy. He didn't have to work like I did. I was the one cheated. I almost said how selfish can you possibly be? She has a good 40 years more of life than he did; not my problem she chose to live as a bitter person. I told her that once - that she was taking things out on me (basically I am her whipping post) because she was old, bitter, and life hadn't turned out the way she planned. That went over like a lead weight. I did call a few times after I got off work tonight, to which there was no answer. Typical as she is now pouting. She was going on "why me, why does this happen to me, I always am worrying about the other people, I have helped everyone". Like I said earlier yeah there's help, but help with very strong strings attached. She does have a few friends left, but she presents herself totally different with them, unless she feels they've done her wrong. Then she cuts them off, sometimes with no explanation, just does not return calls. I never know what persona I'm going to encounter when I call or visit. I even suggested that she could maybe go into a senior living place close to where I live. Nope, she's not going into no nursing home! Today she said because I chose to live elsewhere (ok there are no jobs in my hometown) and not to invite her to live with me, then tough I would have to go there more often. That's not happening. I'm seriously thinking it will be several months before I even think of returning. I feel badly, but I do not deserve to be treated badly when I bust my butt doing stuff for her when there; as a friend said today, whatever you do will never be enough - she's got a real grudge with you. If things would improve, I'd think about having her for a very short visit. I was thinking that maybe it'd appease her a bit - and keep it short. I doubt she'd want to live here as she's lived her whole life in one town, and to her that town is the best place ever (around 100k population, nothing special at all). She doesn't do well with change, so again, I think she'd say no way could I live here. I would also try to lay out some guidelines ahead of time. Thanks for letting me vent. It helps a lot. I know you all understand.

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Jess... I was thinking also along those lines... And, for all those that commented.