She has dominated her childrens' lives with little concern for anyones' feeling but her own. She is now in a wonderful assisted living and her dementia (I think) has illuminated her personality into a person who I can no longer bear to be around. She has again managed to alienate everyone around her with her insults and insensitivity. She is nasty and uncooperative with the aids (who are wonderful) And complains, complains, complains about everyone, everything and blames my sister and myself for the air she breathes. I am sick of her and I don't want to visit her anymore and don't feel that my adult children need to be manipulated like I was and be around her negative attitude anymore. I hate feeling obligated to have her at my house as I have every holiday of our lives and force my children to "tolerate" her for my sake. The guilt is unbearable but I feel that now being 60 years old I would like to feel that this person does not dominate my whole life. I would like to have a happy holiday for a change and have my children WANT to come home (without Grandma always there)
There has never been any pleasing her before and now she sends me into bouts of depression that I have a hard time shaking. Am I alone? I feel like a selfish person but I don't like her now and never did before. The guilt is killing me.
I'm 60 years old and as long as I can remember, anytime my mother has gotten upset about something or not getting her way she starts saying that wishes she was never born or wishes she would die. As she has gotten older it has gotten worse and now she reminds me and my brother where the clothes are that she wants to be buried in whenever she gets upset or not getting her way. It's become very old news to me and my brother and we ignore her.
I haven't been home in two years and rarely talk to her but because of some medical issues she's having, I went home to take care of medical appointments because my brother could not go. The first visit well. The second one did not.
My mother lives along and does not drive. Her "boyfriend" (that's a another whole story for another post) has stated that he can no longer take her to her doctors appointments. She lives in a rural area and has to go about 50 miles to get to her doctors. My mother lives in west TN and my brother and I live in NC and because of distance we can't go down for her monthly appointments with her retina specialist. After much discussion and MUCH reluctance, my mother finally agreed to let us hire a caretaker to take her to her appointments. I went home to ensure that both she and I were comfortable with the caretaker. We also discussed having the caretaker come in once a week to check on her get both me and my brother a level of comfort that all was ok and to make us aware of issues that needed our attention. She agreed to try it for a month, then adamantly said she didn't want it, than agree, then disagreed, but had agreed when I left yesterday. In the meanwhile, she's telling everyone who will listen that I'm ruining her life.
I left much later than I intended, drove 12 hours in the rain and didn't home until 2am and didn't get to bed until 4. Around 8am she started blowing up my cell phone. It's in another room but I live in a small townhouse and each time it rang it woke me up. Add to that, an extremely pi$$ed off cat that was determined not to let me sleep. Anyway, I finally got up around 10 and when I my mother called, in my sleep deprivation, I answered the phone (how stupid of me!). And she started in - she would let someone take her to her doctor's appointments but was NOT going to allow someone come in her house to check on her. She didn't need it (she does), she perfectly capable of taking care of herself and implying that I was a mean awful daughter for suggesting such a thing. The whole time that she is ranting, I'm trying to explain that I'm exhausted, I'm not a morning person, I've had no coffee, I was in a TERRIBLE mood and now was not the time to discuss this but she continued because it's all about her and her issues. I just about to hang up on her when she started the I wish I had never been born crap and all the other crap that goes with it and I lost it. And I've felt guilty all day about it.
Thanks to everyone on this thread, I don't feel as bad about the argument as I did. Since she is our mother, my brother and I feel obligated in making sure she is safe as we possibly can but due to the comments on this thread, I realize that we can do that and still not have to have constant contact with her and her abuse.
I have a feeling you will be hearing from me often and thank you ahead of time for your support!
You can't change her. No one can change someone else. As noted above her ways of doing things are because she in mentally ill. All you can do is protect yourself. Unplugging the phone is a good idea. Also if you do talk to her, limit the call to a few minutes. Personally, I would not go out to eat with someone who talked to me like that.
My mother is mentally ill. She has Borderline Personality Disorder, In addition, now she has paranoia from vascular dementia. I limited my contact with her for years. I stopped talking to her on the phone last winter as her paranoid delusions and accusations became too hard to tolerate. I have only seen her once in the last 6 months and only then, because she is on meds. My sister also has a mental disorder. In our family I believe it is genetic. My sister has said some terrible things to me too and about me. I have basically cut her out of my life. I don't know if this is the case with you or not, but it is worth examining.
Just because your mother is 74 does not mean you have to talk with her. My mother is102 and I am 77 and this has gone on much too long in my life. I agree that seeing a therapist is a good idea. I have seen many over the years.
I have decided to - at arm's length - work with the people who care for mother to see that she has adequate care. If I do more that that I get sick. Please look after you first. Your "instincts" to help your mother on the train journey to see your uncle are normal and healthy, but because of your mother's illness the outcome of it and having meals with her is not healthy for you. Please do not allow her illness to drag you down. Remember she won't change so you re the one that has to in order to help you self. (((((hugs)))) I know it is hard.
You've said you would walk away - in a way I have already done this, as lately, I have taken to unplugging my telephone so I do not have to speak to her. When she phones, we talk for at least an hour at a time, and it is pure hate - hate spewed forth about her neighbours, hate spewed forth about her own brother (her brother was recently visiting her but has recently stopped) yet then she complains about being lonely.
Again, thanks for your reply.
My mum is 74 years old and I feel so guilty because to be blunt, I no longer wish to be part of her life (due to her behaviour and treatment of me) but due to her age, surely I can't turn my back on her now?
She lives in her own flat in a warden-controlled block and constantly moans that she has nobody to talk to yet constantly mischief-makes amongst her neighbours. I understand she must feel lonely as she lost her husband (of twenty years) a couple of years ago (more about this later as I wish to discuss her treatment of me first).
God, there is such a lot to say, so I will start with what is her current pattern of behaviour and go from there: we were in a restaurant having a meal a couple of years ago, and when we left she said "did you notice the woman on the next table rolling her eyes at you every time you spoke? She was making faces at you". I laughed it off and put it down to a cranky woman eating on a table near us. There is a Chinese restaurant that like and go to regularly over the past couple of years, but she is always making faces at the waitress and calling her a "dope". The waitress hasn't heard the "dope" comment but is aware of my mum making faces and it creates an awful atmosphere. About a year ago, we left the restaurant and she said "the man and woman at the table beside us were making faces at you". Again, I laughed it off but thought it was a bit odd as I consider myself a nice woman and I know how to conduct myself in society. One day, about six months ago, we were in the same restaurant and I arranged to meet a male friend at the end of my meal as he was going home the same way as me. Said male friend isn't what you would describe as handsome and he walked into the restaurant and my mum was making faces at him (I think he noticed her making faces). Again, it created an awful atmosphere. When I spoke to her the next day, guess what she said? Yes, you guessed right: "The people on the table beside us were laughing at you and your ugly boyfriend". I then decided when we visited the restaurant, to sit at a table without "neighbours" so to speak, so this way I wouldn't have to tolerate yet more comments about members of the public making faces at me all the time. My mum then complained that the waitress had "put us in the corner away from everybody". I explained to her that I had chosen the table, not the waitress. Anyway, I haven't been to the restaurant in a while with her as I avoid it.
But a new thing has happened now to take its place: my mum's brother is in a home with dementia. It is so sad and I am sure reader's on this website will understand all the emotions that go with visiting a relative in hospital with dementia. Anyhow, I travel with my mum to the home as we don't have cars and the I wish to assist my mum on the train journey due to her age. Obviously, I also wish to visit my uncle but my mum's age does concern me at times. Anyway, we got off the train one day and she said "the woman on the train was making faces at you, as you talk too loud". I laughed it off and thought to myself "well Rachel, you can be loud". Anyway, this has now resulted in a bit of a situation only yesterday, as we again got off the train and she said "did you notice the woman with the blond wig making faces at you, because you were talking and she had been sleeping and you woke her up".
I then said to my mum "look, I'm sorry I woke her up but we don't board trains for a sleep, and I've noticed that every time we are out, it's either one person or another making faces at me. I consider myself a nice woman and I know how to act in society. I have done nothing wrong". Well, this resulted in my mum swearing and nearly foaming at the mouth with rage (my mum is the sort of person that expects no retaliation for her behaviour) and then proceeded to burst into tears at the station. After basically what amounted to a storm in a teacup, we proceeded to the home and our visit but there was such a bad atmosphere it was unbelievable. I came home yesterday and I am in such a deep depression, I feel so ill. I feel I never want to speak to her again but I have to - she is 74 years old. What can I do, just turn away?
Now, you may be thinking this is all an age-thing. But let me tell you, I don't think it is. I remember as a child, spending hours in my room, probably days where she wouldn't speak to me, letting me feel so much guilt for some minor stupid thing. She used to swear a lot as well, calling me a c**** and b******. She even said to me when I was 15 "I wash your period knickers". Really evil words and I haven't got enough room to tell you more.
I was assaulted on the street recently by two women (thankfully, I escaped unscathed and everything is fine) and just happened to be on my way to my mum's. I was obviously upset about being attacked but upon telling my mum, I could see she was upset about it and decided (due to her age) to not speak about the attack anymore that day. But since then, she has never even asked if I am ok. It's never been mentioned.
She lost her husband a couple of years ago to cancer and I feel so bad writing about her like this as obviously she is still grieving. But I just can't take any more. When I was younger, her bad behaviour used to just bounce off me but lately, I've been getting deep depressions. I can't sleep, I hate myself, I feel suicidal. This lasts about a week, I get over it, then meet up with her and it starts all over again.
I was on prescribed medication from the doctor recently and as a consequence of the medication, put on weight and I would describe myself as chubby but by no means very large at all. I had to endure endless comments about how fat I was, how my clothes don't fit, I'm lazy, etc. etc. I gave up the medication to try to lose weight. I HAVE DONE EVERYTHING I CAN TO MAKE HER COMMENTS STOP BUT NOTHING WORKS.
I have a sister (a year younger) but she is more distant from my mum than me. I don't speak to my sister because there has been a family bust-up, all created by my mum, and my sister said some terrible things to me. Sometimes I wonder if maybe my mum never bonded with my as a baby or is it because I have auburn hair like my dad - is that the reason she hates me? My dad died when I was six and when I was about 13, I found a newspaper cutting from a local newspaper saying he had committed suicide. I asked my mum about it but she denied the suicide, so my father's death is a mystery.
My question is: I have to see my mum (due to her age) but when she makes her comments, do you think it would be a good idea to just walk away? Advice needed please.
Daily tantrum screaming phone calls. among other evil things, drove me over the edge and last January I had a black out, driving my truck at 85. It was either me or her and, always careful never to give her my address or she'd call the cops on me if I didn't answer the phone, I changed my number and went no/low contact. I was ill most of the winter.
I still conserve her assets, pay her bills and ensure she has all she needs but, after 65 years of Mommie Dearest, my life comes first. Due to her lying and manipulating I quit my career, sold my home and spent four years in h*ll - a freezing basement, no income, whacked over the head at will, before she went into the NH.
You have to realize your mother is a narcissist and nothing you can ever do will make things right. I suggest for the next holiday time you, your spouse and children plan a trip, rent a cottage in the mountains, whatever, just go away. because your spouse, family and grands.deserve wonderful Christmas memories. I'm sure Madam has always said "Oh, but I have so many friends" ... not. If she has so many friends let them include her in stuff. Oh wait, the so called few "friends" ignore her and she has all sorts of excuses for them not visiting or caring but you have to run and do at the drop of a hat - . yep, been there, done that.
Madam had a stroke (again) a couple of days go, returned to the NH as there was nothing they could do for her. After spending time at the hospital and NH I haven`t been there for 2 days - at 88 she`s bed ridden, and incoherent. I feel I should go, but why. This person caused me pain and grief my whole life,. After 65 years it`s my turn to have a life.
I`m no psychic or medium but I`ve had many experiences in my life involving the other side. I had major dreams and nightmares last night, involving my mother and someone leading her away up a ramp which I challenged, at one point screaming help me in my sleep which sent my dogs crazy. In the dream state two of my deceased dogs were with me too - one, gone 25 years. I`ve only seen her once - seems she only comes when the shtf is about to go down.
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So tired I napped for a bit and took my phone off the hook ( the NH has the number but will call you 4 times for a cut finger). So, do I put the phone back on the hook and get some sleep or not. I think not. If she has another stroke and or expires. so what. She has not a friend in the world and, according to her wishes,, she`ll be cremated and her ashes scattered. I have done all I can and then some.
My note to you is dump her - do family holidays away somewhere. I`m sure she has `so many friends`(delusions of grandeur) to spend holidays with.
It didn't end there - setting the government on me for misuse of her funds like a common criminal (dammit I have more money than she does) daily screaming phone calls until I became so Ill with the stress I had a black out doing 85 in my truck - it was either her or me. I changed my phone number, made it unlisted and visited once in a while The stress of years caught up with me and I was so ill I mostly hibernated all winter.
Last year I took her little dog to see her (now lives with me) and, then able to use a walker she was screaming to give her the leash so she could show it off. I refused. The little dog is a neurotic terrier (get like the people they live with) and screams blue murder at seeing strollers, wheelchairs and the like. I haven`t taken the dog back since.
A couple of days ago I took Lucy, a tiny kitten rescued off a back road, to see her. Mother is anxious for Lucy to come again so she can show her off but that`s not happening as so many of the residents are looney tunes and violent I`m not taking the risk of the kitten getting hurt.
I shan`t be visiting for a while and my phone is off the hook late afternoon overnight so the NH can`t bother me with every little thing - Christmas eve 4 phone calls late at night for a cut finger ... slap a bandaid on it and go away!
I go up and down. Tonight I don`t want to know any more.
All I can say is if you take an elderly relative in make sure they`re one of those sweet little old ladies (which is rare) otherwise place them in assisted living or a nursing home because they will destroy you.
On the net a few days ago I saw the news where this guy in a popular Christian rock band put out a contract for $1000 to have his wife killed. Yeeeeah.
And you bet there are some seriously disturbed religious fanatics out there. Nutjobs. Westboro Baptist church comes to mind... *shiver*
My mom put me in a catholic school when I was a kid. I mean, wut...??? I had no idea what was going on, no clue what they were doing or why and those nuns scared the pure T s*** out of me. *shiver* Needless to say, I didn't do well there. She took me out of there soon after, thank God.
What's that quote again...something about going to church doesn't make you a Christian anymore than standing in a garage makes you a car... something like that. Yeah.
My neighbors Rhonda and Bobby don't push me. I flat out told Rhonda that some things would never change no matter what. I think she's just glad she finally managed to get me to start going to church after 7 years. XD
As a kid I went to a catholic elementary school (goodness knows why). The nuns were extremely cruel and we were all terrified of them. My stint there ended when one pushed me down a flight of stairs - after more than 60 years I can still see her quite clearly.
My neighbour across the road is a born again christian and impossible to deal with, a recluse who never leaves the house. When I first moved in she tried to latch on to me, no doubt hoping for a "convert" and carrying on continually that the saviour would always take care of me. Great! Here's the keys to the tractor, have him drop by and mow my acreage. Disagree with her about anything and she says "that's satan talking", continue to disagree and she starts jumping up and down screaming quotes from the bible. She's also big on anti government, anti cop, anti just about everything and everyone and conspiracy theories, i.e. she's a nutbar.
One day last summer I snapped and threw her screaming a** off my front lawn. Her hubby is a meek, decent sort and seems quite afraid of her. He has grown children from a prior marriage who will have nothing to do with him which is sad. In the year and a half I've lived there there hasn't been one visitor to their house. No, I don't watch them, my little dog screams at the front window when she sees or hears (or thinks she does) anything.
I apologise if I offended anyone but now perhaps you understand why a lot of talk about religion sometimes puts my hackles up as experiences I've had with folks who are really into it have been ghastly. Each to their own.
Had I not been a decent human I wouldn't have quit my career, sold my home and moved 200km to live in a freezing gloomy basement with no income for four years to care for the mother from h*ll until she went into a NH.
I think the main reason that some don't want religion brought up is that it's such a charged topic. Nations go to war over religion, people go to war over religion. Sometimes it can get ugly, with one person believing one thing, the other something else and they end up brawling over their view. Personally, I wouldn't want to see that happen here either.
I respect everyone's right to believe, to live and to love as they please. It doesn't bother me to listen to other's viewpoints. I just keep my mouth shut if I don't happen to agree with them.
I love my neighbors Rhonda and Bobby who are Christians. They'd love for me to be Christian, too. I doubt that will ever happen, even though I do go to church with them and believe in God myself. I have my own relationship with God and I don't follow some of their views. They can tell me from now until Armageddon gets here that gay people CHOOSE to be gay. Uh huh. I disagree. I think gays were born gay, but R & B aren't hearing it...just like I'm not hearing them. lol I don't mind listening to anyone...doesn't mean it's going to change me.
Let's just all be tolerant. If someone wants to talk about God that's great. If people believe there is no God, great. Whatever floats your boat. As long as we don't mock others or start throwing down in verbal wars over it, we're good. Or should be anyway.