This is like trying to convince you all that the moon is made of green cheese.
I'm a caregiver for an elderly woman and live in a shed in her backyard. It's warm, has electric and internet access so it's not that bad, but the woman I care for is poverty stricken mainly because she refuses to stop paying on credit cards that have her completely broke every single month. I understand her wanting to be noble and pay her debts,but these are 30-40% interest cards and the hell of it is she believes she lives off of them. She pays each about $100 every month then in return gets roughly $10 in "credit" which is no credit at all.It's $90 going to them leaving her $10 at est each month. This month alone she'll pay close to $600 out to various companies and have an available balance of about $40 which is roughly what we eat on anymore. Almost every day we eat one Banquet TV diner and that's just about it. We have the occasional treat of bread or once in a while fresh fruit and vegis, but it's getting more and more rare.
Whats more is her knees are shot so getting from room to room is nearly impossible for her and she's in desperate need of a wheel chair, but the house is so cluttered she couldn't possibly get one through the house so she hobbles at a snails pace to the bathroom after she's already sat in her own stench for hours because she refuses to allow me to get rid of all the junk in the way. She says she'll do it, but I've listened to the same thing now going on 5 years.
The hell of it is is that I am not related to her, but her own kids do NOTHING for her and all 3 live within an hours drive and yet I'm the bad guy here because i have no income. I don't really mind that, but how do I get her to listen to reason?
She refuses to ask her kids for help out of fear they will put her in a nursing home so I'm forced to cover for her and myself, well, my own legs are shot and getting worse every day too. I have an undiagnosed disease eating away the muscles in my legs so i get around with a cane barely myself.
I could leave and stay with my own kids, but then what would become of her? Here I have relative peace and quiet most days out here in the shed alone, but over the years I have become a virtual slave to her because of some of my own issues I can't really divulge here.
I still can't get through to her to understand that she lives in poverty because of these credit card companies. She lives despite them, not because of them, but i can't get her to see that. How do I get her to see this?
I've offered for the past 5 years to clear the junk, but she refuses and it rips my heart out to have to wash urine soaked towels for her which is extremely embarrassing to her.. Where do i go from here?